Oh My Beloved Lord! Poem by Prabir Gayen

Oh My Beloved Lord!

In life and death,
In day and night,
In Joy and sorrow,
Will I hold you as my Love,
Oh the giver of Life!

However shocking be time,
Famine, flood or Typhoon,
Natural wrath or divine grace,
Hidden bliss or obvious disaster.

I will not loss my faith in You,
I will not turn my face from You,
If Life becomes tough to hold,
I will worship You bit by bit
with my death with deep dignity,
Life and death is the garland.

Evening comes with darkness,
Dark night becomes a forest,
Though the forest is full with wilderness
it nurtures life.

Life is monotonous
if there is no challenge,
No worries to fulfil the circle,
Death comes with its shadow
to connect us to our inner surface,
Deep down we are solid as Love.

You are I know from my core,
A lovely beloved with plentitude,
A complete Confederate
and enormous potential of vastness,
Life with the deep knowledge of death
is rare opportunity,
Oh the giver of death too!

I will stand by my side
with deep faith your sweet blessings,
No amount of sorrow or Joy can deflect
my mind from You,
Standing upon the Debris or ruins,
I will chant your Name with deep adoration,
Worship You breath by breath,
Offering as gift my inner sky.

@prabir Gayen:
25 May,2020,9: 06 AM.