When I Woke Up

A marvellous veil of comfort, 

The Darkness underneath, 

A surreptitious pain at every pulse of my heart.

The days, I slept were marked,

By these colourless oddities,

The extraordinary pilgrimage

Called life, 

Spent in constant vigil.

Seeing the face of failure,

I failed to realize the meaning,

Of complacency,

That when one sleeps, 

Failure enters the abode,

Without invitation. 

And then I heard the call,

It was a name,

Not mine, 

But yours.

My Light,

The Master of my heart,

The pulse of my soul,

The Lord of eternal life,

I heard your name being pronounced.

I woke up,

With a heavy heart,

Regretting the time lost in sleep,

Yet happy that I was awake,

And well, 'cause

When I woke up,

I saw your face, 

The light,

The way.