Dreaming Thee

Dreaming Thee
 though Thee belong not to me
 just like mirror's reflection
 as i stand in front of it
 and find a me, who isn't me....
 O Thou infinite life
 Dost Thou count
 this lowly grain of sand
 as Thine own?
 This time I want to hear.... "Yea"
 for this revelation my heart
 .is speechless and I- comfortably numb
 hibernated me
 buried deep in snow and sleet.
 O compassionate one
 come to touch me
 to put a new life in me