Door
Entering My Sanctum Sanctorum
Entering My Sanctum Sanctorum
Entering My Sanctum Sanctorum
Visits to myself long since oblivion
Though frequent are visits to the shrine
In deep sleep of nights, relaxed day naps
Stressful, restless, tired body and mind enter
Out to come free, energised feeling blissfully fresh
To handle again awful routine
Unwillingly to continue though
Troubles to open many times over
Vigorous attempt to unlock door
Angelic perception signs to calm mundane mind
Not knowing when I enter into deep sleep
I reside in the heart centre of my slumberland
Every time entering my Sanctum Sanctorum
Open the Door..I have Come
Open the Door..I have Come
YOU were here, with
All of us
YOU left for your abode
The day before yesterday, or
Millions of years back, and
Have been in your bliss
All for yourself
I imagine
There, is no sun, moon, stars or galaxies
YOU have perhaps forgotten
Have left here your idols, to see
My father, grandpa, granny, friends and ancestors
Have all left
Have you kept them there?
Have given them a throne
All your Messengers, Saints, Sages, Sufis, Vachanakars and Vedantins
Spake & sung to your glory
The great Scriptures proclaim
That I am ONE and in me
Are all souls, all creatures and living things
For they know not
Death is so near
Suffering no end
Shall again enter into darkness & shall again reborn
My mother, my beloved, my kith & kin & all on this planet
They are all with me to enter our abode
Open the door..I have come
