Prayer, its Nature & Technique - Kirpal Singh

PRAYERI know no peace without seeing Thee, for Iknow the deep anguish in my heart,Over and over again I go to the housetop tosee if Thou art coming; and my eyes haveswollen red with weeping.The whole world is false and transitory, and soall the friends and relations;With folded hands I pray that Thou mayest hearme.This mind of mine, a great scoundrel, is everout like an elephant run amuck.The Master, having explained the secret, hastaken me in his fold, and I am at rest.O Girdhar Nagar — the Lord of Mira! I am nowfully absorbed in contemplation of Thee.Every moment I see Thine immanenceeverywhere and seeing, I feel blessed.My friends have turned enemies and hate me,one and all, but Thou alone art my wellwisher.My boat is marooned on the high sea, and I feelrestless all the day and get no sleep at night.By constant waiting and watching have I grownlean like a thorn,The arrows of love have pierced my heart andI cannot for even a moment forget the lovepangs.Thou regained the accursed Ahilya from a stonein the wilderness,O what complaint is there against Mira— O speak to me of that.124