Being One With Him
Ask her. How does it feel to be one with him?
She will have no clue. For she is now a part of him. She is him.
It’s as if they aren’t two souls, but one.
They even look like one, well if you see from the distance
Their cells have long lost their own growth
Blended into each other
They’ve found a newer meaning in this union
But it wasn’t always so…
She started out differently
So dissimilar, so distant they were
But it happened
This unison – where the lost soul merged into The One.
When a small soul meets that bigger soul, then that is what happens
Losing itself – a creeper becomes a tree; a river becomes a sea
That higher soul so pure and benign; habitually embraces tainted souls
Unenlightened souls of mere mortals
Souls that have lost all hope
Many such souls have sought and got
And many more, seeking more and more
They all will find Him
And merge into Him
© 2016 Alka Girdhar
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My above prosaic poem was inspired by the tree Thursday photo prompt hosted by Sue Vincent of The Daily Echo.
‘She’ is our human soul…losing herself in her beloved or in God.
If you liked this tree inspired poem, then here’s another similar poem You Lose and then You Win. I’m sure you will like it.