Blessing Poem by Madhavi Grace

Blessing

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A gentle beam,
from the weary eyes,
pierced into the dark valley,
unfolding its radiant wings,
The stones fall,
from the gnawing walls,
the rubble turns,
into a glorious chapel
and death rose to leave

Saturday, April 21, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: death
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Vipins Puthooran 22 April 2012

I like this one! ! ! ! top marks! ! !

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Madhavi Grace 30 December 2020

Thank you so much for reading and appreciation

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