Is there Something?

 Is there something about aimlessly 

Staring at the ceiling,

Holding on helplessly to that empty feeling,

Basking uneasily at life's horizon

Where the sun is gradually appearing-

Which is making my heart throb?

There is so much I am incapable of...

A little bit into everything, yet knowing nothing at all

More like a jack of all trades, master of none.

I see a nightmare of stairs I'm meant to climb,

Leading me into a fall...

Is there something about fearlessly dreaming

Of becoming more- way more- than who I am today,

Folding hands humbly, surrendering to

the almighty up there-

Which halts my throbbing heart?

I'll walk the way, YOU pave my path...

Is there something in ceaselessly sharing 

the nectar that I receive from your love's spring,

Moulding myself watchfully as I alter 

Into something new every time 

I encounter your grace in little bits of life-

Which nourishes my heart?

There is so much more I am made for...

There is so much more you can turn me into...

~ Kripa Sarkar