A Shawl Woven From My Tears!

Today to my Beloved... I offered a shawl woven from my tears.... Today to my Beloved... I offered a shawl woven from my prayers.... Today to my Beloved I offered my Silence through years of pain... And wellbeing of those nearest.... For Silent are His ways! I've come to thy Door! With this Shawl woven with Self; I've Come....offering you...my years & years of struggle...& yet through that darkness...His Light alone I've Held! . I've come to offer you these threads woven from my brokenness... No where on this earth can a soul weave a shawl like this.... For the colours my conscience sings Pink & Green; Pink the colour of Love that he has for me so fathomless-deep While Green is His Blessing for Healing! That None have yet seen O! Beloved Resplendent are my tears, that shall shine like gold... And as this Shawl shall be draped around you... they'll break open their silence...& let out their Prayerful notes Until thy feet & toes are drenched in it.... O! Where on earth will thou find a shawl like this... For this ain't woven from my blood nor sweat...But A Pain so deep... Yet! Silence alone it wept! . I've Come to thy Door! Oh! Dwarakamai.... A Closure is all I ask for... For the darkness underneath it, I've carried long in dignity But now this Burden is yours! Yet! Priceless my offering My Beloved! Don't send me empty handed; For thy heart knows; That You Alone are my refugee & Without your Grace, I'd be no more . In it I've woven My Self through each thread... Now this life is yours & Yours Alone My Beloved! & when I shall offer it to thee; Will Thou fill my empty hand; With A Miracle of Blessing! So that my dying-wings shall once again flutter in Joy! To Sing But Thy Glory & in serving thee; spent its remaining time . O! My Sole Refugee; A thousand hands you have & when I call thy name; Then You Art With Me! But through this wearied body I speak but only the Truth; "A Closure...An Healing... Is All I Need!" For other than you; none is my Refugee! . Copyright: Meghna/2019