God Waits

 At the break of dawn, when the warmth of the sun fills my heart,

I promise to be a noble soul whole day long.

I shall not laugh at others' miseries

nor kill my thoughts by talking.

I shall see only the roses and not the thorns.

I shall live for others and not for myself.

I promised and promised till I realised

that there was darkness all around.

I knelt down in prayer.

I had not lived up to my promises.

I cried in desperation.

Then there was a voice from within:

"Today you failed, but there is tomorrow,

I shall hold your hand."

Another tomorrow, and another one.

Still God waits and waits

till we become perfect.

~ Soumaya K. ~

(Sanathana Sarathi - Feb. 1998)