MOUNTAIN MONASTERY
Radiance of Your ketheric kiss
is all I have left...
sleepless I pace through
the long snowbound polar night
listen to the wolf's forlorn howl
and a woman weeping in the
nether-lands
this abominable separation!
tracking Your crystal footprints
with my heart
Hari!
can you not hear the Soul's lament
sighing over remote, frostbitten blue
trails that lead nowhere if You are
not present
Companion of Heaven!
when will You visit my tent again?
(Written by Sonya Tomlinson-Warren,
108 Bhakti Kisses - The Ecstatic Poetry of a Modern Gopi)
