Speak to My Heart

Speak to my heart, as I speak to you,
In the solitary times, in the lonesome nights,
Do I look up to you, as the rain falls,
From the silent sobbing of a soul so saddened,
Who comes to you with a silent plea;

I seek for the truth that goes beyond ages,
I search for the beauty that rests in eternity,
The beauty whose promise comes,
From the whispers of a love,
Falling from the lips of heaven.

There is a freedom that breaks all chains,
There is a beauty that breaks all sadness,
There is a light that breaks through the darkness,
There is a joy that overwhelms all pain.

I search for an ecstasy that breaks all bounds,
I search for a triumph that crosses all tragedies,
I search for a delight that cascades in drought,
I search for an elation to which every sorrow kneels.

Speak to me, speak to me now,
Whisper of love-lift my woes now.
Rain down the words to my thirsting soul,
The waters that fall from the heart of heaven,
To lift all agony and fill with joy,
So, I can rise from glory to glory.

One touch of your love,
And I rise from darkness to light,
To behold the gold in the richness of your face.
One touch of your mercy,
And the breath comes down to mingle with me,
The breath that turns every sorrow to joy,
Is this the needed—Breath of Life, to me?
The Breath that falls with hope, in a heart that has lost all.

Your love that streams with an unceasing flow,
So, the brook runs, in all the high and low,
The brook that gives waters to my soul,
As I yearn, from my thirst held inside.

I rise in faith, I rise in light,
As you carry me from despair to hope.
I leap in delight, knowing no bounds,
As you speak to my heart, soft and still,
Deep inside me to soothe my agony.

Through the darkest night, through the hardest fight,
I choose to rise and live by your light,
Through the valleys low, through the alleys dark,
I choose to walk, in faith held high.

You light my trails, as I topple and tumble,
You light the darkness that weeps inside,
You are my star in the blackest of pain.
You are my glitter in the lonesome night.

Unfolds my soul as I hold your hand,
Who makes my troubles less to bear;
Unfolds my bud as I open in your light,
Who rises with love in the riches of gold;

The frosts are past, the storms do not last,
The light of thy love,
With sweetness fills the earth.
You are the answer, as my questions arise,
You are the hope when the troubled waters flow.
You are the carrier, when the burden seems to wear,
Speak to me, speak to me now,
So, I can't feel the pain.
Speak to my heart, speak to my heart now,
So, every fear is swept away,
In the rising dawn of your love.
You say hope and I cling to hope,
You give light and I follow your path.

.....Jayita Bhattacharjee