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