To Be God Conscious Poem by Mohammad Younus

What do you whisper so secretly...
in my heart, my secret friend...
when the flowers bloom in the spring...
and swarms of bees come back...
to buzz and dance before me?
Is this how you must woo and win me,
with your drowsy and Inebriating melodies?
This is proud time for me to be coiled up...
by your sounding serpentine locks,
Come with your conch-shells sounding,
To bring me out of my drunken state,
Raise me from the dead, and let me live
conscious of you,
Over the ages I have been looking for you,
I am incomplete without knowing you,
So I long to see you, I mean to know you,
Life, that you gave me, means nothing...
to me without knowing you.

MyKoul