Unwillingly,
I jumped on the train of life,
blinded by my pride,
I felt I could conquer
everyone in my sight.
Friends and enemies,
I recognised at once,
the useful and the useless,
I sorted out on the shelves of my mind.
Believing I was always right,
I started aiming towards the greatest heights.
Along the trails of this train of life,
I kept ignoring and repressing
all that was hiding in my heart of hearts.
A perfect stranger You appeared from the start,
but with every step and every stop,
I started piecing up all Your parts.
You had a turban, flute, peacock feather,
and a smile
that couldn’t belong to anyone
but my Dear Friend Divine.
We have passed a few stops on this train of life,
and I stumbled once or twice,
yet, You, Dear Friend Divine,
never let me fall behind.
On the final stop,
You grabbed my hand,
and said:
‘Are you ready to dance till your final breath?’
Thus, from a perfect stranger to my heart,
You turned into my eternal Friend Divine.
Always loving, always caring,
always guiding my heart of hearts
on the path towards Your Divine embrace!