A Divine Touch Poem by Piyush Dey

Sometimes, I feel your
divine touch, my lord,
I can listen to you when you call me in
my sleep, I can smell you,
I can hear your silent whispers.

Sometimes, I can feel
you inside me, my lord
with your divine touch,
I wish to forget all
the work that seeks me
and sit quietly
with utter indulgence, listen to your
holy songs and prayers
This mere life feels
nothing to me, until I am
with you at your place.
Sitting quietly, I wish to
stay silent and look into your eyes
and seek place at your heart.

Sometimes, when you don't look at
my sinful self, I wish to
break this silence, and-
seek pardon for all my sins and
cry for a moment too,
I wish to stay in your
heart, the place where
the whole universe abides and-
find a corner and get lost
into your unknownness.