My Soul
whenever night falls
Every man and creature
move in their abode.
But my self dwell in the darkness
of night; to reveal the
mysteries of my soul.
What does it want,
whether it wants to
wander in this dazzling
world and have sensual
pleasure or it wants
to sit in solace, beneath
an old peeple Tree.
Restless my self wanders
to have perception of that
ultimate light that governs
this world; it will certainly
disclose the hidden
incloses of My Soul.
Copyright © Shruti Amar | Year Posted 2010
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