Soulful Reflections

In search of the divinity,

I crossed many paths.

Asking me to surender,

I asked whom to surender to. 

I received many names,

Yet couldn't surender to all.

Unable to choose one,

I asked the self within me. 

The whispers started whispering.

The smile became amarantine.

To the one - 

Within me,

Prayed to the one - 

Within me,

I hear the voice, listening 

To the beautiful journey,

I am the journey;

Becoming the journey.

By Orbindu Ganga

From: India