If you fall from heaven's roof—who will catch you?
No hand, no friend—only the Eternal will catch you.
If you climb where stars bow down—who will lift you?
Beyond all bounds—only the Infinite will catch you.
When the world turns silent and blind—who will hear you?
When vows turn to dust—only the Listener will catch you.
If hearts turn stone and nights press heavy—who remains?
When patience breaks—only the Presence will catch you.
If deserts erase your path—who will guide you?
Beyond the mirage—only the Light will catch you.
If the self unveils its snares—who will guard you?
When sweet lies decay—only the Guardian will catch you.
If doubt builds walls of night—who will reach you?
Not phantom fires—only the Source will catch you.
If the soul cries for rest—who will hold you?
Every burden yields—only the One will catch you.
—September 17,2025
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem