my feelings

My feelings
This morning birds are singing their wake up song.The air before my eyes seems to vibrate with their music.All things are becoming fresh and new.As I look within me this morning , I cannot fully join in the bird's song or the earths joy.My heart feels like the parched earth must have felt during the past months.There is a deep longing within me, filling me , a longing I can recognize but have difficulty naming.As I sit , the words of a hymn come to me and I sing them softly.
My soul long for you Lord
Like desert thirst for rain
It is your face I long for
You alone are life to me.
As I sing, I let the longing stir within me. I am present to the longing,letting it fill me and allowing it to reaveal itself to me in its own time.
Sr.Bindu