On the ninth day of Navratri, coinciding with Ram Navami, the heart reaches its highest pitch of devotion. This poem is a prayer shaped by yearning, whispered at the doorstep of the Divine. Inspired by the quiet culmination of nine sacred nights, it captures a devotee’s longing, love, and ultimate surrender. When the Lord’s glimpse answers the prayer, pain dissolves into peace. In that moment, the soul knows—it is heard, it is held, it is salvaged. Oh! And I yearn for Thee, with a heart full of love. Oh! And I stand at the doorstep, waiting for Thee to come. Oh! And, I pray earnestly, longing, for Thy blessed glimpse. Oh, do You hear me as I place my faith in Thee. Oh! And Thy beatific sight, my burdens dissolve, I am salvaged. Welfare unto all Rab rakha
Rhapsody resounds, resonating for eons, what'll be your echo?