At Your Footsteps

My Lord, barely had I acknowledged your play

when you were mounted by my side.

I had no fear, no qualm.

My life spent by spasmodically –

At the hour of dawn, You beckoned me 

as if I was intimately your beloved –

I convulsed, ran across verdant fields

losing myself in your play.

I had never known what was meant by the songs that you played –

I merely hustled with my perturbed soul

All at once, when the play has now got confided

when the sky above rents no sighs –

The Sun, the moon, the stars and the Universe have hushed –

I, at your footsteps, with my down-cast eyes

Herald the still Universe in thou and me .