Come To Me
From my heart rises an incessant cry
Like a stormy wind gaining in force and fury
With every passing moment,
It becomes a tumultuous roar
“I want Thee, My God and My Lord
I want none but Thee”! I earnestly entreat
Be with me, not before or behind
But by my side and all around
Enter the soundlessness of my being
Transmute my silence into sheer joy
Play on my tight strung sitar strings
And fill the eerie silence with euphonic melody
I wait here with my lamp lit and burning
Expectant and anxious in this murky gloom
Glue up the broken shards and make me whole
Grant this frail reed its unshakable strength!
Over the loud vociferation of this world
I call your name aloud in weal and woe.
Placed First
Brian Strand Poetry Contest (1051)
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