My Beloved, you have stripped me bare more than once in this life.
At times, you have left me near lifeless. I could not feel even my own heart beating in my chest.
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Despair! ! ! My bones have ached. But, hope lies ahead. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
It is not easy to tread the dark night. Such a confrontation with crisis and the appearing absence of the Beloved can devastate any soul. Yet solace comes; all was held in his deepest care, and a new birthing has happened. A comforting poetic expression concerning a very difficult stage in bhakti life. Thank you.