My past! all dead, blind, deaf, and mute!
And yet it seems alive...
...trying to rise from dead!
Causing tremors in my heart!
The strings of my lute are quivering!
I drop down on my knees...
...to my frightening past, imploring!
Please, don't come in my sight!
Please don't spoil my present!
This said, I wished my past to go out of my sight!
Once, as a friend: now my cold enemy in winter!
Sending chills down my spine!
I am fixed now with my friend in spring!
To come and touch my head with musical winds!
A divine thing!
I've been aspiring for him since my remote past!
I longed for this friend divine impatiently for a long time!
This my friend! ... the sun's light and celestial music!
Dear, I love thee; and I sink in your musical tunes, and awesome light!
God's presence lighted on my present!
This done, He said: my dear!
I have been shining on you in past as well!
But you were sitting cross legged with eyes closed!
I am thine! You are mine!
And so I woke up, and opened my eyes...
...with my heart beating too fast!
And thus, O Love, your musical touch and sweet words have unveiled to me...
Your face! My True essence!
This is what I dared to say...
...to my Love at last!
MyKoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem