As The Lord Almighty Had Let You Come Poem by Nikhil Parekh

As The Lord Almighty Had Let You Come



Get of the shadows of others; in order to find your very own optimistic Sun of unflinchingly peerless and brilliantly unfettered; light,

Get of the palms of others; in order to find your very own unparalleled entrenchment of beautifully inscrutable and timelessly emollient; destiny lines,

Get of the lips of others; in order to find your very own heaven of inimitably resplendent and unbelievably exuberant; smiles,

Get of the eyes of others; in order to find your very own celestial mirror of candidly discerning and triumphantly enlightening; sight,

Get of the footsteps of others; in order to find your very own pathway of unflinchingly unconquerable and timelessly endowing; truth,

Get of the blood of others; in order to find your very own sky of benevolently supreme and wonderfully indomitable; integrity,

Get of the shoulders of others; in order to find your very own fortress of pricelessly inimitable and unsurpassably Herculean; strength,

Get of the soul of others; in order to find your very own river of boundlessly charismatic and endlessly proliferating; artistry,

Get of the fingers of others; in order to find your very own cradle of unshakably miraculous and unceasingly coalescing; friendship,

Get of the tongue of others; in order to find your very own civilization of blazingly unstoppable and altruistically philanthropic; speech,

Get of the brain of others; in order to find your very own meadows of pricelessly ebullient and fathomlessly innovative; fantasy,

Get of the veins of others; in order to find your very own festoon of marvelously virile and unendingly procreating; fertility,

Get of the sleep of others; in order to find your very own garden of panoramically liberated and magically mollifying; sleep,

Get of the eyelashes of others; in order to find your very own hillock of stupendously immaculate and unfathomably unhindered; mischief,

Get of the stomach of others; in order to find your very own scepter of blisteringly majestic and philanthropically unmatched; identity,

Get of the nails of others; in order to find your very own punch of fearlessly gutsy and intrepidly exhilarating; temerity,

Get of the feet of others; in order to find your very own cosmos of righteously obeisant and ever-pervadingly Omnipotent; salvation,

Get of the ears of others; in order to find your very own atmosphere of astutely articulate and symbiotically perspicacious; perception,

Get of the salvia of others; in order to find your very own bud of scrumptiously illuminating and tantalizingly victorious; taste,

Get of the breath of others; in order to find your very own fragrance of indefatigably evolving and uncannily royal; existence,

Get of the conscience of others; in order to find your very own voice of
gloriously everlasting and insuperably Omnipresent; truth,

But forever stay in the hearts of others; immortally bonding with every beat of your compatriots; immortally radiating the essence of unassailably compassionate togetherness; immortally throbbing for even the most infinitesimal speck of benign goodness; immortally existing as a Universe of oneness; as the Lord Almighty
had let you come.

Tuesday, March 8, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: natural,victory
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Nikhil Parekh

Nikhil Parekh

Dehradun, India
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