Through All Things


Faith is a knowledge within the heart, beyond the reach of proof.

                                                                                            –Kahlil Gibran


Poor and bare, even devastated,
I shall be –
To doubt about my Lord’s
I shall not let go of You –
O, God!            
You guide me at every step,
Withdrawing darkness from my inner gaze.


O, God!
O. God!


With the life in my body and mind,
Which is often restless –
Your subtle attendance,
Corresponding to visible, invisible:
Bestows upon me calm,
Breath by breath.
Moment to moment,
You are my Saviour!


O, God!
O. God!


The abyss of fathomless confusion.
The signs of perpetual helplessness.
The afflicting blows of present.
The fear of future.
The certainty of death.
Let me cut off my dread of them!
Abiding in divine contemplation:
You are the Supreme.


O, God!
O. God!


The vision of my faith –
It takes me to vestures of such joy!
The beauty of innumerable stars,
The sunsets, a moon-rise, tides.
I see You in all the marvels
Of Your assigned miracles…
I shall not let go of You –
O, God!





Geeta Chhabra


From the book: Smash My Glass by Geeta Chhabra.

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