He knocked it several times, but I was dissolved in liquor,
settled somewhere in the glass like a particle....
He knocked again, I was a flying particles in the smoke of cigars,
Somewhere settled in ash tray...
He knocked me again, I was sleeping thinking I am ill,
Lost somewhere in depression...
He came to me and went many times without knocking,
I see the shadow moving from the bottom chink of door...
Thousand times he came to me,
Million times I saw my unwillingness to open the door..
Open the doors of brain, heart and instincts,
He is outside standing to accept you the way you are.
The god is with us everytime,
We forget him during adrenaline moments.