Closed Doors

   You do not open the closed door

   despite my constant hard knocks.

   My heart's devotion is relentless, 

   persistent  desire to be with you.

   I won't quit , patiently persevere

   to surmount Your doors and walls.

    Intoxicating  fragrance of flowers

   wafts across permeating  barriers.

    Drops  from the moist soil seep

    stealthily through to the new buds.

    Sharp beams of sun infiltrate your

    guarded fortress through  cracks.

    Stubborn wind blows over the door

    smothers You in a warm embrace.

    The traitor notes of Celestial music

    escape through the door, reach me.

    The Divine vines  across Your door

    betray, reflecting You  in every leaf.

     The sun rays,fragrance,wind,water 

     I too will will forge my way to You.

                                                 - mitu