Rendezvous with the Almighty
I understand there is a power... But I never named it God... They ask me to look for it in the idols...But I fail... Although I feel it ... I talk to it… It responds to me too, in it's owns signs and symbols... Its omnipresence is a secret yet known to all... I know it favors me... but sometimes it doesn't... I fight with it ‘cause I cannot foresee the future... But It can... It warns me when I deviate... yet I do it... But it has a soft corner for me... ‘cause it handles it all... It has decided a fate for me which I want to see.. It gives me clues in my dreams... But silly me cannot interpret it.... Now when I’m talking to it... it is angry with me... I don’t know the reason... its thundering... But its like my beloved who cries with me when it is angry with me… And it’s raining.... I bade myself good bye to talk to it...