Benign Light

O' light of my soul

burn your brightness

in beauty and honour

to illumine what in me

is dark and banal.

I am a foolish child

without you Mother!

I will die if you

turn away to your world.

 

I always make demands

to get back for a moment only

for my lost days in perdition,

take me to your garden O god

plant me as a tree for shade

I have nothing to gift you

except the unrequited love

and time to nurse you.

 

All  my life I prayed  to hold you

however short the moment may be.

Today I give you all love

maybe joyless, dark

but whatever is left for you

shine on it with your benign light.

Sabita Sahu.