Hope you find the rhyme,
As potential
As divine,
Properly signed
By You...
Hope you find name mine
As inscribed
As carved,
On Your feet as me shines,
Hope you find the string
As light thin
As a lasery beam
Tied eternal as unseen,
By rhythmic You.
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
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