On tip-toe you entered my life
Skillfully you dusted the sticky cobwebs
And purple shadows lurking
In my deep recesses
Banishing them into
Oblivion!Now this empty vessel was
Molded, shaped and reshaped
Heated n tempered, tested and purified
Re-tested and re-purified, and then your grace
Was bestowed filling me with light n joy
And my happiness was complete!
Now living up to your expectations is hard!
My struggle is daily on life’s board game
The dice do not always do my bidding and I alas
Alternate between snakes and ladders climbing and
Slipping and sliding but succeed I must for,
After tasting your manna, I shall settle for nothing less!
“When we talk to God, we’re praying. When God talks to us we’re schizophrenic.”