Finding Lord

Oh lord, these senses run away to the world.

As if someone is stealing and snatching.

The struggle starts there. Trying the infinite number of permutations to find joy and avoid misery in the world.

But even if we fail a million times, this mind will still not realise that it is empty in the world.

Oh lord, you are the only way to show me the way to your feet. Show me the way to the bliss.

Oh lord, you are the only means.

My hands are empty; you save me from this rut.

Show me a way to go within.

With only your grace, the impermanence of nature and bliss of inner being can be experienced.

I am longing for you alone.

You are the beauty in the beautiful.

Tejas in the brightest intellects.

Attractive power in the charming.

The goal of every destination.

The substratum of joy is you.

I have been searching everywhere only for you...

In the movies, tasty food, relationships, objects.

Burnt my hands couldn't find you.

You are present everywhere but yet couldn't find you there in the world.

Take me to your lap. Where I can rest for infinity.

Take me to you

Take me to your abode.

You are the only way to salvation.

I'm thirsty for it 

take me.