Pray for Heal

When we launched love,
On the river of hope,
How quixotic were our hearts,
How ruby - like our blood
With a few strokes it seemed,
We would cross all pain
We would soon disembark,
That didn't happen...

In stillness of each wave,
We found invisible currents.
We were unskilled,
Our oars untested.
Blame whomever,as much as you will..
But the river hasn't changed,
And the raft is still the same.

Now you tell what's to be done?
You tell how to come ashore...

When we saw wounds of our hearts,
Appear on our skin, we
Believed each word of the healer.
Besides, we remembered so many cures..
It seemed at any moment,
All troubles would end,
Each wound would heal completely.
That didn't happen...

Our ailments were so many,
So deep within us...
That all diagnosis proved false,
Each remedy useless.
Now do whatever, accuse whomever
As much as you will,
But our bodies are still the same-

Our wounds still open,
Would that wouldn't change?

Jan'04