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Waiting for You
by Dr. Vidur Jyoti
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  Shadows are growing from under the lamps,
As darkness arrives to collect the flames,
Amassing all prayers, priests too are going,
Why do you make me wait here, O Master!

Birds shall now return to the waiting nests,
Having sung hymns to the westward bound,
And offered dreams to flickering stars,
All alone, once again, on this path,
I shall be waiting for you, O Master!

When the musicians have gathered,
And the singing is yet to begin,
Tuned up strings are waiting to be plucked,
Seeking that silence for my words,
O Master! Only for you I shall wait.

Lost in the reverie of a quiet stillness,
When the stage awaits in blissful expectation,
The stirrings under the touch of your feet,
Seeking that stillness for my wanderings,
Here I shall wait for you, O Master!

When you first put the flute to your lips,
Gathering all the breath in its being,
And Time had also forgotten to move,
Seeking that vision for my sight,
Forever I shall wait for you, O Master!

When confined in the being of the seed,
All movement slept under your gaze,
Eternity waited for its journey to begin,
Seeking just that moment for my lifetime,
For you I shall wait here, O Master!




24 years old Ranju is from Mumbai, India and she likes to express herself through writings and poetry.

July 17 ,2005
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