Soul Cry

"Pick -A- Title Vol 42 Poetry Contest" "Cry for the soul that will not face the body" Dory Previn Soul`s Cry Languishing at mid of the night To be freed from bodily chains With the body aching with pains And the bones turned rusty with strains, My soul screams for liberation From the yoke of human life, And yearns for the end of my journey, With my days being a harsh strife; My health has often betrayed me, Leaving me a storm-stricken soul Craving to quit the shrunken jail, Offering myself as a toll; I have cashed in many a blow From envious friends and spiteful foes, But learnt to let go as a flow And lay throes at the divine shrine; I have gazed at nature`s beauty I have cherished spring`s flowers bloom I have scanned rainbows in the sky I have stared at stars and the moon; I have played my part on the stage I`ve laid my bricks to shape the world I`ve set my name on annals` page And the curtain is close to draw; I`ve sighted sands of time slide by I`ve beheld darkness shrouding me I`ve eyed clouds flying in the sky I`ve trodden deserts in the sun; I`ve wandered alone in the plains I`ve walked in the wild wilderness I`ve strolled lonely in the forest I`ve swallowed pills of bitterness; I have viewed the world`s delusion I have crossed seas with stormy gusts I have perceived life`s illusion I have witnessed man`s awfulness; I have surveyed hills laid with thorns I have glimpsed trees of my life bend I`ve brawled many uphill battles, My journey is close to its end. Lord, let my soul`s cry greet your ears Let me free from this mortal chain Oh Lord, shower your grace on me Oh Lord, release me from my pains; Oh Lord, my soul`s most humble plea Is to secure a modest lea, Where I can chant your divine hymns Till the end of eternity, Lie down at the feet of your shrine And merge with your immensity.