Friday, February 5, 2010

You are sitting in a wagon

.
You are sitting in a wagon being
drawn by a horse whose
reins you
hold.
.
There are two inside of you
who can steer.
.
Though most never hand the reins to Me
so they go from place to place the
best they can, though
rarely happy.
.
And rarely does their whole body laugh
feeling God's poke
in the
ribs.
.
If you feel tired, dear,
my shoulder is soft,
I'd be glad to
steer a
while.
.
~ Kibir
.

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