HEART'S LAMENT

SONNETS OF EXPERIENCE

To Thee Oh Lord our ego mind we render,
Offering this knave in supreme surrender.
Pray take this thief laid at your lotus feet,
So our happiness may be made complete.
We're still under the yoke of tyrant mind,
Separated from Thee, who's ever kind,
Deliver us from rogue desire we do pray,
So we may know the bliss of Love each day.
Meanwhile patiently we need wait and be,
Keeping still while yet appealing to Thee.
Pray show mercy on your helpless Devotee,
Who's ever pining to be soon set free,
The Heart laments until we can abide
With one's immortal Self our waiting bride.