Bless not, if You are not

The slave is not comfortable with the blessings if they divert his heart from the Giver

Hey Saqi!
Serve not too much
Into my cup
I be drunk with wine if
And not You

Hey Love
Gaze not for long
Into my eyes
I see my own self if
And not You

Hey King
Bless me not in plenty
With gold and silver
I lavish in them if
And not you

You are my Battle
And Booty
Yours is the majesty
And beauty

A thousand wishes
I may want
Another hundred dreams
I may demand

Yet, leave my restless
Soul to rant
If I forget You
When jubilant

Nov 08 2010. Edit April 2022