Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Reparations of a Sinner

My soul trembles,
as I am sinner, I sin with every breathe,
I sin day and night, I wish of a better me,
Yet, this sinner is devoid of repentence
I want to bow in adoration, in respect, in awe
in prayer, in light, in night,
Yet, my actions are of no use to the Great Holiness
that I want to beg forgiveness from
I am blessed without any bounds,
I am blessed with amazing family, friends and strangers
I am blessed for being a sinner, a sinner that I am
I want to cry a river, but my tears are of no use
They would just show to other souls of my material
how God fearing I am, how pious I am
But of what use are these? I dont want to show them,
I dont want to show myself, of the adoration and love
I have for thee, my beloved, my amazing friend,
my beatiful love, my everything, my inside, my outside
How can I even try to makeup for the great blessings
You have bestowed on me, how can I even touch an atom
of a sand, for the greatness you are, my current misery
of the failure to atone for my sins, my current misery
for the amazing nature you have which I can never be thankful enough
You continue to be a lover, a lover of no bounds,
how can lowlife creature like me ever be thankful enough
for your everything,
I am in despair, for I cannot be good enough,
I am in despair, for I cannot be of any material good for you
You know my love, how much I love you, right?
You know it right? Please, tell me you know it.
I ask for something, that my heart is not evolved enough for,
yet, I ask of you, my one and only,
You are amazing, who are you? Who would know except my lowly heart
My heart trembles, calls for you, in every breathe
Even my conscious breathe for thanking you, every single
breathe of asking for forgiveness, I know can never be enough
can never be enough, can never ever be enough.
I ask myself, why dont I pray? I get a reply: what use are they?
I am here, alone, all by myself, thinking of you, rejoicing in your thought
rejoicing every single breathe, that is because of you.
I thank my masters, I thank you for giving me masters, without whom
I would be lost. Although I am still lost, I am lost in your found.
A moment, as masters would say, I am something, in another I am something else
What am I? Remains a mystry to me. But, one is for sure, I love you with no bounds,
Not from my actions, for what are material actions worth after all?
I only, and can only love you from my heart.
I ask of you my most beautiful love, In fact, I beg of you, I plead
Please, please, please, let me satisfied for a moment for here is hell,
what else hell can there be? Physical fire, burning the material, causing me pain?
But this physical is not me by any means, lover and beloved, and who would know it
better than you. Might as well, say a few of my mind, but there is nothing in my mind.
Mine is only heart where I reside, with you my beloved. A union with you will be amazing
Its the most perfect reason for me being alive, but I am not capable enough to appreciate
your beauty, yet I yearn your union and you know it.