Sunday, September 15, 2013

Half sleepy leave You the smile on me...

Half sleepy how You*
Leave on me the smile,
How You create mirage
By spreading Your glory golden large...
How You drop a kiss on my lids of eyes,
As times of Autumn takes me to your skies...

Half sleepy how the city wakes,
How on leaves me a poem like breaks,
How the sweet glittering mist of the morn, a balm,
Takes me again to Your Holy charms,
And me by your Spell bound,
Takes to the road where life touches The Unbound.

(Note: * Sun God, )

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