Out of the Fire of Opulence, Kindle My Spirit to Feel Your Peace. By Manatita
A strange absence enfolds me today.
And yet, in the awareness of this lies my longing.
I have abandoned You, o Lover,
For the transience of worldly pursuits;
This has been my nemesis of many struggles.
Come! My Beloved,
Transform my tears to beautiful flowers;
Let them be offered in adoration at Thy feet.
My wounds of love, like memories, linger on,
And I remain in pain, with a chasm within our Path.
Sweet Lover, I long for release
From my endless inner war.
Here in this temporal universe,
I have only experienced fleeting peace.
As such, I await the endless passing of seasons,
In order to embrace a radiant spring.
This would be a welcome felicity!
Cute Lover, put anklets on my feet,
Make me as smitten as the Seer,
Intoxicated by a drunkeness of Love.
Let Your victory bells resonate, like the lute,
Echoing in my Soul.
Grant me the boon of another sunset, reminiscing …,
While You gather together a galaxy of golden rainbows.
Take me from the fire of opulence;
And kindle my Spirit to feel Your peace.
-Manatita 13th May, 2014.