A Note To God


Again, before me darkness dwells!
In front of those worldly thoughts –
Which I had raised to seek as rays:
The turbulence is fierce…
Like when it rains with storms.
I listen to the inner-fury, asking:
Is this, too, a part of You,
My Lord?


Outside, swift is the blizzard’s gait!
From the night skies,
The sound of thunder is approaching,
Faster and louder,
Clearer and nearer.
Lightening spills before me:
The frightening view of a stark ocean.
Full of awe, afresh, I seek Your Grace.





Geeta Chhabra


From the book: Smash My Glass by Geeta Chhabra

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