Waiting for Heaven

The softness in the air, wafting heavenly bliss:

The roaring symphony of felicity draped in expectant silence,

Angels and gods astir, impatient to behold the sight most beautiful-

I will be a part of it soon, drenched in splendor most delightful.

It has been long, my soul is tired: I have been out in sun and rain;

Even the moments of pleasure without you have been but that of pain:

Like the shriveled flower at the day’s end, I have little fragrance to offer you now-

But the hour of day-break is at hand, the touch of morning pearls, once again, will make me glow.

As in my mind's eyes I behold you O Beloved:

Memories crowd; long hours of separation melts down in timeless union.

To hold you with my eyes, touch you with my prayerful whispers-

To hide my face in your arms and forget, let the moment freeze in time forever.