Incurable

You are the divine lamp
to the raging darkness
on this planet

You are the winter sunshine
to the pale dancing leaves
falling to the ground

You are the clear blue sky
to the small blades of grass such as I
huddled in anonymity

You are the mighty wind
rustling every leave every tree
with fondness

You are the wide mountain
towering upon my unimaginable
at times delightful smallness

You are the adorable temple
I run to
and the loving Vigraha I worship

Such sentiments you evoke
filling these quiet sunny days
with inexplicable joy

The heart is so rooted
in this ever changing landscape…
You’ve bestowed health and wealth of meaning to this life

At 3 am when I wake
sometimes there’s an illness or two lying in wait
somewhere devouring someone I barely know

As I read their message
just woken from my sleep I wonder
how long they’ve before they finally sleep

All the sickness naturally reminds me of You… who else
Your divine hand that once healed
Leukaemia of lymph nodes

The dead weight of an arm I carried
deadlier the fear in my heart
oh a dreadful fate was all I had

A deep prayer from your throat
and You became the Mother Divine
cleansing me of sordid cells and karma of lifetimes

How do I not remember those fearful days
each more hopeless than the other
and then You simply stole away the pain

Oh what price You’ve had to pay
I do not know
but surely there’s one for You are never well

For this heart to be submerged in gratitude five slow years have passed
in knowing the suffering of others
I’ve realised what would have been my own

How can I ever repay your kindnesses and your grace
this priceless gift of life
that You bestowed on my head

In your honour and your divine presence alone
is my life of any worth
You are the great saviour the God the world can barely fathom or know

O beautiful divine
unearthly and kind
there’s no one like You or can be

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