Online Journal of Poetry
Volume 2 Issue 10 January 2005
 

 

The Entrance of God
by Sana Shariq Warsi


And so silently he entered Into the unconscious of my mind And hid in there Like a captivating thief Counting hours, minutes and seconds When I would fall down And grieve, I fell He came, He held me up And we walked, I asked him who he was But he laughing said my conscience I wondered what he meant, Night passed away A stealthy streak of dark, But I could not part from him, Did not wish to leave Would not leave behind sanity, Morning, sunshine lay ahead A voyage, a dream beckoned, But I could not leave Could not find my feet, So I asked him to be my friend What more could one ask in life, But he smiled and said, "I am in your eyes, Your heart and soul: Your pain is my grief, Your love my peace," I fell once again I fell down in pain, Because he was always with me Had always been And would forever be, How sightless with a sight I had been, We parted: He within my heart I away to the morning chores, Make coffee, shower and change And leave for work from home.

 

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