Gardening the Bhutanese Way

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Verses to My Lord

O’ my lord!
When through the windows of your senses,
You find more enchanting clothes,
Abandon not the frayed clothes that warmed you,
Let them be your comrades for life.

O’ my Lord!
When distance plays a trick in our romance,
Let not your senses get diverted.
But hold firm on the knot of love, trust and courage we tied,
And endeavor to knit the knot tighter.

O’ my Lord!
When over the lofty mountains I strode off,
Let doth not me out of your mind.
But when cumulonimbus clouds intrudes your path to the earth,
Wait for it to dissipate.

O’ my Lord!
Saunter not a step away from me,
For I will have searched for you in every nook and cranny,
And rummaged the thorny bushes,
Until your presence becomes a reality.

O’ my Lord!
When through the smoggy fog I am gone,
Let not I wander in the empty sky.
But when I’m shriveled by the blazing sun,
 Bless me with wings to fly at my will.