Saturday, September 14, 2013

THOUGH THE STORM IS RAGING


Though the storm is raging
and all around is dark,

There's a light that shining
deep within my heart.

Though they come to steal away
my knowledge and my thoughts,

To blind me with a glittering,
substance it has naught.

Tempting me to run there
and engage in useless talk.

Oh Krishna, I would have jumped right in
drowning as I tried to swim.

How thankful I am now
I can look the other way

To Your sun-like shining smile
And Your ever-blissful play.

Your forever joyful home and friends
I'm going there one day. 

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