Some of your scriptures, I have read, <br />That you have given to the Mankind, <br />The more there, that you bear ‘ <br />In thy face I find. <br /> <br />In your love letters, “Where are you? ” <br />I ask ‘ <br />I read and read, and find therein, <br />Your mask. <br /> <br />Now, thou have made me feel well, <br />That to bring your conscience’s bell, <br />You have kept in your trap a trained dove, <br />He calls the restless ones to confer peace and hope. <br />But you the hunter do stand <br />Farthest from any recognized land.. <br /> <br />In the first spring of my child hood love, <br />Thou were all bliss to my sensuous pleasure, <br />Now I feel, how fool I was and how, <br />I proved my self a looser. <br /> <br />Thou have wished, I should be, <br />A flowing stream, <br />To soothe the dip of those <br />Who are cloyed, thirsty, and grim? <br /> <br />Thou come in guise, in evil and good, <br />And let me taste life’s future food. <br /> <br />They come one by one, <br />And their faces I see, <br />The un-numbered images of thy Face, <br />And, every where, it is thee. <br /> <br />Subrata Ray.Uluberia.Mousumipara. West Bengal. India.<br /><br />Subrata Ray<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-mystic-lover-s-letters-by-ray-subrata/
