When will Thou show me Thy face?

When will Thou show me Thy Face?

For Now Am guilty, guilty of being a go getter

I know how to walk, run and have fun.

For now am guilty, guilty of being a trend-setter

I know how to dress, shine and impress.

For now am guilty, guilty of following a procedure

I know how to twist and turn, hence get things done.

A day soon cometh, my wisdom knows,

I shall know not how to walk, talk, style or shine

A day soon cometh, when I shall resign.

Then will Thou show me Thy face?

Oh, tell me yes! Then I shall resign in bliss.

Tell me  will  thou be there for the last kiss!

How will the day be?

I think it will be dusk, when the mighty Sun will retire

There will be no moon, only the glare O’glorious attire.

I will be amongst the hundreds, yet alone who can see

Thou passing by and smiling at me.

I shall get up and run… just now I couldn’t walk

But I know I will run and hug thy wonderful white cloak.

The cloak, that people touched, to be cured.

The cloak shall embrace and embed me.

I will hang on it, like a five year old, full of glee swinging from tree to tree.

Or should it be swinging from tear to thee?

One last plea I shall make, let me live for a day and a half.

Let me share and shout from roof top,

THAT I SAW THOU FACE.

That Thou gaveth me this grace, to look at thee and still stay!

To lose everything and yet gain, to give up and still remain!

I shall have the last word, I shall have the last say.

Then once again Thou shall show me Thy face.

This time it will be  for final and forever.

Neither I stay back nor Thou shall disappear.

I will see Thy Face always and live in Thy space.

Meanwhile I eagerly await, the dusky, new moon day

Whence Thou shall pass by and show me thy Face.

Remember that I seek even if am feeble and weak

And maybe unable to then request.

This then is the little rhyme to remind….

That Thou shall show me Thy face