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Nihaya Casar Poem
Once when I was kept in the safest column
He was already standing beside my mother's womb
Whispering me lullaby
And I was happy
Before I walk my day
He was already standing in the doorway
Packing me provisions so I could make it through the day
I said 'Where are we going?'
He said 'To the Garden where river flows'
And we went
We passed by a forest
Heavily infested with unruly beasts and serpents
Standing therein were brute trees
In different sizes and in different shapes
Whose branches were against each other colliding
All their leaves stared at me despairing and beeding
I said 'This is dark, lonely and cold'
He said 'Tighten your grip, you will be safe'
And we went
To my relief
We reached a healthy field
Pleasantly rugged by blossoms of all sorts
The frogs altogether singing
Spreading my arms under the rain dancing
And I was happy
I said 'I want to stay here'
He said 'No, the rain and the blooms are not forever'
I said ' I will keep some red roses'
He said 'They are not yours to keep, they wither and die'
And we went
Unto the empty hut, we went
I approached and cried
'When are You going to cease giving commands?
Is this what You brought me here?
Run my living?
You are a selfish God!'
And I wept
On shadows,
He spread me blanket
On daybreaks,
He lay me bread
Yet I wept and wept further
Many evenings visited
I turn and toss
And toss and turn
I could not rest
Like an orphan child standing next to stranger's home
To Him I walked, I cried 'I am sorry'
And said
'Thank You for Teaching and Guiding
my restless, fractured, aggressive heart;
Thank You for being the Source of Light
where dark alley could I be if You do not lamp my way?;
Thank You for All-Hearing
all my longings and unspoken words;
Thank You for Forbearing
my dissatisfaction, whining, wanting more and complaining;
Thank You for being the All-Mighty
making me strong, I swear I will make it through;
And just in case my flesh fails
Do not leave me by the road
Take me to the Place where all this journey for'
He said
'How much can you weigh of My bounty?
I never been unkind to you'
Although I wept,
I was happy
And we went.
Copyright © Nihaya Casar | Year Posted 2012
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