The thing about a routine is that your brain becomes accustomed, making it go on auto-mode when going about the normal businesses of a day-to-day life. For me, this means extra brain space to think about stuff. Well this week, I was in a more contemplative mood, mainly cause the routine became more of a ‘rut’ine (Courtesy: Barney Stinson, HIMYM). Thus I composed this prayer / poem – emphasizing a need to be saved --- from the routine no-nothings of life and move onto bigger n better things.
Slumbering in an ignorant bliss,
Living has become just existing,
Free me from this endless abyss,
End the soul's restless lamenting.
Break the walls of my mind,
Stretch out the room of my heart,
Allow me to leave prejudice and ego behind,
Thus with a clean slate we can depart.
Out of this world so plastic,
To the places where You reside,
Show me Your creation, oh Grand Artist,
Paradise on earth as You designed.
Show me the different shades of earth;
The high mountains and low valleys,
Birds & beasts - creatures of various births,
and the cultures in each and every alley.
Flying away from the material space,
Seeing the universe as a spiritual whole,
I will feel Your warm love embrace
the body, the mind and the soul.
In awe of Your love so strong,
I will wonder lifelong,
If I ever can return the sentiment....