Guide -2

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Guide -2

Poem

But I paused and wondered why
Such stratagem Thou must ply?
Oh, I found then the webbed maze,
That coursed through my heart’s haze.

Much Thou had already sundered,
Rest I set about to be surrendered.
All the cherished, all the dear wounds,
I left behind those festered grounds.

Stone-like I became, a frozen motif,
I stood through storms beyond belief.
On a night I did simply say, “O why
Must Thou my embrace deny?”

Then Thou opened my vision subtle,
Found my hand in Thine nestle.
My anger died, so did my pride,
My hasty petulance Thou did not chide.

My heart grows deeper by Thy delay,
Prepares my being for the coming play.
My mind too suffered Thy touch,
Thy dismantling force accomplished much.

O the body’s tale whom to tell,
That unawares caught in Thy spell.
The poor sheath is stung by Thy light,
Thy armaments assault even at night!

Yes, Thou dost bring thy acute care
But the method Thine all must be beware. 
I forsake notions of change abrupt,
I see now how hasty ends can corrupt.

I asked for a discipline noble and grand,
Why Thou wert silent I did not understand. 
Then the injunction Thy book to read,
This I could do, thought I in double speed.

I held Thy words through roads all busy,
Dwelt on sentences thinking this is not easy.
Then a nudge within, “Fearest thou the oncomer,
The road uneven, the motorised danger?

“Dost thou not see, it is I who walk thee.
Dwell on my words, and their safe company.”
I walked then in Thy words immersed,
A new poise of submission emerged.

Life’s daily cliffs of enduring danger,
Are for hearts that find Thee a stranger. 
I still pestered for a method new,
“Think what these words mean to you”,

Said Thou. Then I dwelt like bee on flower,
On Thy valleys and mountains of word as power.
Now I read and don’t just merely know,
For Thou unfurlest all in me to show.

Thy whisper footnotes all I now read,
Thou teachest the ways of divine creed. 
Yet, I hear Thee say, “Further climb
To vistas here divine and sublime.”

In response I thought, “What shall avail
To me if in these realms I prevail?
The treads through many a hungry realm,
Must surely end at haven of Thy helm?”

Heard then, “It is I who thy compass steer,
Lassoed through lives and brought thee near.
Trust to My word and keep thy course,
The rest in eternity I shall disclose.”