Aspiration
A yearning for Thee
An infant awareness aspiring
Responding timely
To a blind faith old
A heavy handed silence
Hushes racing thoughts
Silence speaks Your Presence
A quiet hum fills my ears
Stills all movement within
An aspiration begins to burn
Rising adoration fills the void
An ardent offering flowing upwards
As smoke from burning incense
Up and open
Flowing silently towards Thee
Seeking only Thee
A yearning for Thee
An awareness aspiring longingly
Eagerly yet patiently awaiting
You my Beloved
Bhavna Bhakta
