HARVENDRA SINGH

A Prayer in Darkness

In this world of uncertainty,
In this darkness, stark and impenetrable,
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Like the focus of an electronic torch,
Your rays bathe me in a steady glow,
Bringing globules of health, happiness, prosperity—
Love, success, and power flow.
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A whirlpool
And the spinning of the dead leaf,

For a moment, ecstasy, warmth;
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She is the shade of a tree cold and profound,
She is every herb to my aching wound.
She dabs my forehead, putting in her lap
And her lap's warmth gives me a cozy nap.
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In gardens of innocence, she blooms
A delicate flower, with a tender perfume
Her laughter echoes, like a gentle stream
But shadows creep, with a sinister scheme
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The soul, the vibration of the source energy
Of this infinite universe,
Came across this beautiful earth stage
And was drawn to play its role
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Neither wakeful nor fully asleep that night,
I slumbered, weary, in my bed's soft light.
She came in silence, with tender care,
And gently fixed the net around the air.
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Petals unfold—tender, fragrant and fragile—
Sending their fragrance on the wandering breeze,
Attracting beetles of their own choice,
To carry pollen to distant lands.
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Born in a hidden place,
My family unknown to the present world,
I would have been fated to bloom and fade unseen,
But for the faithful friends,
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"The heart measures what the clock cannot record."

The sun rises, the sun sets,
Bringing the freshness of another morn.
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In vacant hours,
when your moving steps are absent
and the sound of your lips is missing,
I enter into my own heart
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Go on—
taste it.
Sure, it will prick;
you'll bleed.
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Run along the highway—
Sanatan is the mother of many paths.
Narrow lanes and by-streets
may lead you deep into the jungles.
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With full fathomless faith,
Let's move two more steps ahead—
One for your adoration,
The other for dreams we've bred.
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Had Brahma, the father, anything worthy
to repay her—
the unconditional attachment,
the unquestionable love,
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