What should I write?
What can I write?
There is only so much ink left in my pen,
yet so many feelings kindling up in my self
a churning and yearning, gradual yet absolute
a never ending pang that start at dawn
a resonating vibrance that lights my day
the candle of hope that gives me support at night
I wait for the beloveds to wake me in the morn
and start my khanda
so my bhagti can be sown.
ਸਤਿਗੁਰਬਚਨਕਮਾਵਣੇਸਚਾਏਹੁਵੀਚਾਰੁ॥
