March of the seeker

Master of my sorrow
Keeper of my joy
Make me see tomorrow
I'm your little boy.

Merciful you have been
All along this way
Why aren't thou to be seen
In this lovely May?

I seek for thee everywhere
In the rain and in the sun,
As I search, in my heart I bear
The forlorn thought-'has my end begun?'

I do not know whether I have erred
I do not know whether loving is wrong
But everytime I saw my face mirrored
There was you telling me love is strong.

You gave me the wrinkles and the years
You took everything that I cared
Now its only me and my tears
And memories of time with my loved one I shared.

(Date : June 2006)

(Photograpy : Jagannath S. Location :Dal Lake, Srinagar)