I hear your heartbeat
in me.
I hear your footstep
I feel the rhythm of
your voice in my soul.
Your love
Your heart
You
My breath
my heart
my soul
You
Show me the way
to keep this sacred rhythm alive.
Teach me to love me
so that I can love your creation.
Me.
You are the Master
Drummer.
My heart beats to the rhythm
You set.
But my body forgets.
My mind wanders far afield.
Only when I listen with quiet ears
only when I slow the
beating of my own heart
only when I slow
can I discern the steady,
love-infused call of your voice.
Your Voice
barely more than a whisper.
But
when I quiet
when my breath slows
when my heart beats to the rhythm
of my breath
does my mind quiet.
And I remember.
And awaken.
And wish to never be asleep again.
Lead me to the rhythm
of your heart,
your breath
and your voice.
For it is in the cradle of your arms
with your exhale creating my inhale
that I come alive,
and live this life.
Gitanjali 