I am a soul
With a thousand shades of pain;
And a million wings of struggles;
And a trillion waves of encumbrance.
Sometimes shakes the Earth
Who asks the Lord of the Worlds,
With rains of tears unusual to him;
“Can she bear more?”
I hear the Lord’s prompt reply
Like a thunder to my rickety heart
“Of course, I’ll make her strong enough.”
The Earth shudders itself
Muttering to me,
“I’m enriched with oceans of despair
And nourished with clouds of misery
How would you say I’m poor, huh?”
If only Pain’s got a form,
You’ll find her right here
In my shadow!
Do you figure it out?
Every pain in every world is mine
And mine forever…