And then whence we were
About to slip under our soft linen cover
With dreams of Thee in our eyes,
As spread like stars glittering in our skies
We saw Thou how came with feathers
Wiping all our hurts with ink Thine
That Thou hath taught us to keep
In our books with blood and wine seeped
And You told me our story of Love
Graded by your Peace, your motherly love,
You told me to go deep, and to get submerged
Where You had taught me to feel the Upsurge
Within our Hearts so conjoined
With threads of our Love, by you
So inexhaustibly by Truth of Divinity joined.
Wednesday, March 23, 2016
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