On what street
You keep wandering
I search above
In streets of the sky.
As I search for You on one street
You may be moving on another
Please give me an idea as to
How I can reach You without fail.
As streets on earth turn difficult to tread
With tall buildings soaring so high
I conclude it's impossible to search heaven above
I sincerely urge You to reach me now.
I feel tired of this pursuit to find You
Eyes are fatigued can't keep them open
I give up in this game and helpless I feel
Take pity in me and show up please.
I sincerely urge You to reach me now. Oh; this urging is spiritual; for God every true lover becomes mystic, becomes monk to meet Him, to find slightly His enlightened path; O God- please help to walk on the right path which truly is to You
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A devotee always tries to reach God. He searches everywhere. But God is in his heart. If he deeply observes through meditation he can feel. A beautiful poem on prayer is well executed.10