I often ponder over the cause
Why, by Him, I am here sent,
At times it mysteriously seems
the mystery is about to be solved
But it turns out to be a mirage
that never approaches to meet,
The nearer the answer comes
The deeper the mystery revolves.
The mind helplessly surrenders
To reveal the Supreme Truth,
The fragile body too turns tired
getting ready for the tough test;
Now the feeble hope breathes with
the candid soul that still assures,
I know that nothing can be done
To succeed in the Divine Quest;
Until and unless God himself
generously grants us His mercy,
As it is He who stands around us
to make us witness divinity;
And we are in His set orders
enjoying life with His glee.
