I’m very happy to introduce the readers of Urban Devi to the poetry of one of my dearest friends, Ananda Vrindavan. In addition to being a beautiful poet, she is the community president of ISKCON of DC. Please visit their website at iskconofdc.org Please watch for her poems to be regularly appearing on our Urban Devi website. — Rukmini
Lost in Stories
By Ananda Vrindavan
We are deeply imbedded in this world
In story after story after story
Some ours, some others, some we
Shouldn’t even care about, but we do.
Some we were a lifetime searching for
And when we put the pieces together
It turned out to be a story we didn’t want to know
But now do, and have to work it in and out of our lives.
Where there is life, there is story
And where there is life around God there is more story.
But we are afraid of that
We can be people of story but not Him
We can laugh and sing and dance and cry
But who wants God to be an ordinary man of stories?
It’s too close to the bone.
But listen – His story is like the incredible night sky that
Wraps it’s glorious starry blanket around the earth
And those asleep upon it. His story contains us all
But we don’t want our part.
We are busy in the small screens of our own lives, lost in our own story.