Karmic steps – “Maktub”
Swept by throngs swelling around me
Peopled with king and commoner
Reined in by invisible yokes of reason
and the warm tyranny of the familiar
Opened my eyes again
To hear a man call my name
As I reached for him I found a prayer
Seems to me we walked on water
Did I dream up the stranger?
I’m no longer sure I understand
The crossing deepens with every truth I discover
Sometimes I need a helping hand
I’ve stood outside the banks of heaven
Wondering if I’ll ever want to belong
Too inured by what sometimes surrounded me
To reach for that which, lay beyond
I’ve seen faith and action shorn of each other
Watched whole armies pick either bow or arrow
I’ve mocked warriors like that, been one myself
For thus I was led, but I no longer follow
I hold the thought and walk off my pier
with hands outstretched to grasp the other
and I’m on feet that are yearning to rediscover
The feel of karmic steps carved on water
