I LIVE

I LIVE

Ill-concealed impatience the humans have,

Now my soul is free from my body at last,

No fear can now shake me, no grieves,

I too now fall, like lost lifeless leaves,

But I still, in your heart, live,

We humans, the instruments of thee,

Played day and night but now I’m free,

From you mortal world, from wings of prayer,

From soil and water, from fire and air,

But I still, in your heart, live,

Shed not a tear or weep,

I just went for another sleep,

Death is but a dawn of new life,

Death is but end of a mortal strife,

But I still, in your heart, live,

I cannot listen; I cannot see and say,

I’m on a heavenly journey far away,

A thoughtful silence and thirsting ears,

For life is just a light that someday disappears,

But I still, in your heart, live,

They need me, the ones lost before,

I too shall pass from God’s divine door,

To a world closer to my lord,

To a world that my sins can afford,

But I still, in your heart, live,

God is but my present and pride,

For God is my road, my destiny, my guide,

His honeyed eloquence shall be my epitaph,

For God is my single tear, is my million laughs,

I was a mirror, whose soul was remote,

I showed, spoke and saw all that you wrote,

I was a puppet with no strings,

Among unnumbered millions of other things,

But I still, in your heart, live,

You soul on earth is a flaccid faith,

You soul is but a trembling truth,

The truth is hidden, lie is seen,

It is the discovery of world within,

Images and impressions just don't last,

For man is a creature of illiterate past,

But I still, in your heart, live,

I, like a mirror, am soulless,

For a sad observer I confess,

Though empty but behold everything,

That I laugh and smile, yet a dead being,

-Kishor Jangda