Quo Vadis?

The immortal words of the Master
addressing his affectionate disciple Peter
still ring in my ears;
my journey is begun,
but have I become conscious of
where I really want to go?

Let me not lose track of my journey,
one that would determine
where I really reach.
It’s not so easy as yet
to know for sure
if I will ever reach my destination,
for it is not a place
that I am moving towards,
but a mental disposition,
a journey to the inner recesses
of my very own heart…

Fear and anxiety stop me
at every step I put forward,
and they look at me questioningly,
as if I have lost my senses
to undertake this arduous journey…

They even site those immortal words
of Dante on the doors of Il Inferno,
Lose all hope
all who enter here!
They tease and chide me,
but they know for sure,
I am not the one to give up so easily,

WHERE AM I GOING?
I ask myself,
and I could hear from within
deep groaning of my heart,
to encounter the Lord of my soul,
and surrender my self to Him
in humble supplication
so that I might come back
with his eyes, his ears, his hands
to reach out to the broken humanity,
still longing for his eyes,
his ears and his hands!
Only He can make me his,
his re-presentative,
purifying all that is impure in me,
making me his own self.

This the grace I ask of Him,
leaving behind all that I have,
as I enter into the cave of my heart,
the heart of my cave…
to find the Lord awaiting me

Here I am Lord,
I have come to do your will…
To listen to your spirit,
To see your wondrous works,
To feel your gentle touch,
To taste your eternal banquet,
To smell the frangrance of your soul

It’s you,
and only you I long for,
and I need nothing else.