I know I have lost
Touch with the core of my being,
Where you forever reside
When I get swept by sensory delights.
The euphoria lasts a short while,
You never chide and welcome with a smile,
When I in torment feel compelled to crawl within
Ever forgiving, you embrace and illumine
The Divine light permeates my every cell,
And I feel safe at the alter where you dwell.
All I need is to sit at your feet
And not get swept by these worldly treats.
I admit at times my will is weak,
In all honesty the truth I speak.
The realization has finally dawned
The world and its promises are a mere illusion.
Mamta Agarwal
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-prayer-of-gratitude/
