Wednesday, February 01, 2006
I have taken the vow of life to live for Him,
I have taken the vow of death for Him,
But all my vows are the rambling notes
of the songs of His pleasure,
that know not their own aims,
nor their fulfillment.
I do what He does when He comes into me
to posses me when His call comes,
I wash my hands,
snapping all ties with the sudden stroke
of the stroke of the Sword of Death.
I have taken the vow of Love
and I wait for the roadside for Him,
with tears in my eyes
I break all my vows when He comes to me,
for the joy of meeting Him takes me
out of myself!
Professor Puran Singh