The Unseen Power

The Unseen Power
I can never  get over you. Your presence engulfs me into itself; I vanish into you while you are with me. I feel you are like a serpent waiting to swallow me without killing me while you are with me. You are a tunnel leading to paradise. I shall certainly not mind being taken sucked into a tunnel which leads to paradise; I  surely want my future to be in paradise, and I am glad I’m going to share it with you.



You are my future where I want to be, you are the station I want to be at. There is an interminable tunnel full of love I shall pass through, I know; this adds to all the anticipation I have of going through it. It isn’t as dark and stifling like all tunnels are, somehow I know this. Its contours are quite like the ones I see in your face everyday.

Its length and breadth are decorated with the most exquisite and beautiful portraits in the whole world. They remind me of the truth that your face is certainly the best in this world, I only have to blink my eyes twice to look at a better imagery, and I end up in a confused mess the very next moment.  There are to be hundreds and thousands of moments when you are before me now; in a small way, I’m grateful for this: no one can ever rob me of this luxury; I’m grateful for this too.

The only way out of this tunnel is  through it, I know this. I don't really want to emerge from the other end of the tunnel. I want to be in the tunnel for a long time, and be there for a longer time still. I want your presence to capture me within itself and never release me from its talons. I want to yelp for a fresh life while you hold me like a fledgling cries when an eagle has got hold of it.

I hope my cries are sonorous enough to drown all cries I uttered in my past. There have been several instances in my past when someone has stood before me, and made me feel in heaven. I do wonder if there was an amount of pseudonymisation in all of them. All the same, none of them could offer a better journey than the one I experience when I go through the tunnel your presence offers.

While you are with me, I feel happy and satisfied quite like a runner who has left behind all other contenders at the starting-point while he has reached the finishing-line. I badly wish I could mark my victory in some manner; I want to make a tattoo on my right arm to remind me of it, but your presence in my world should be sufficient a reminder for me. Your presence is a sufficient reminder whenever I need to be reminded why I started my journey through this world in the first place.

I’m glad there is a reminder before me to tell me from time to time that there is an Unseen Power that is mightier than anything in this world. Like you, it isn’t present before me, and yet it controls the entire world. Your presence is felt in such a strong way by me and by several others, I wonder why everyone can’t feel His presence in a similar manner.