I hear a summons.
Is it that of my conscience?
Is it that of Divine Love?
Is it that of the Almighty?
I am not sure-
From where it comes.
I hear it calling me
Again and again.
The call touches the strings
Of my inner-self.
The Divine melody is created
Out of it like that of lyre.
My heart and soul
Are absorbed in listening to
The rapturous music
And my mind finds bliss.
I feel myself elevated
From the thorns of reality and life.
My heart feels untired and unburdened
And I become more gentle
And more humble.
I perceive in me - a new life
Full of rapture, joy and happiness.
My heart finds in me
Divine peace and calmness.
Whatever the source of the call may be,
I am certain -
It's the miracle of the Almighty
As my conscience, Love and God -
All are one and not separated.
By Dipankar Sadhukhan
Kolkata, India.
'Love, Another Name of Divinity', No: 25.
Copyrights@February13,2014 (10: 35am) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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