You reached out to me & cut me free
but my back was to the door.
i raged against my imprisonment
& fervently did implore
for meaning, purpose, reality
beyond daily emptiness.
i called You, sought You, begged You to come,
my yearning was bottomless.
You were there yet i was unaware
for my eyes & ears were sealed.
looking back now in my elderhood
i see the pattern revealed.
You did come to me, repeatedly,
You were not ever concealed --
only the heart can perceive the real
& only the heart can feel.
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Author: swadharma9
i am 82, living in a nursing home and deepening my spiritual life as is appropriate as one ages. i am a student of the Sanatana Dharma and a devotee of Lord Shiva.
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