December 04, 2003
gitali 103
I recognise You
when I hurt You.
When I stand exposed as an enemy,
then You vanquish me, You conquer me.
My debts to You increases
in proportion to my heart's stealing
of Your wealth for itself.
When I am full of vain-glory
and want to go upstream,
I feel the strong force of Your current
against my heart.
When through laziness,
I put the light out in my room,
Your night lights countless stars.