An irrepairable emotion
Uncontrollable leaps of joy
An aim seems closer
The strenuous path crossed.
My Lord was here
And I am now.
Midst crowds of hundreds
But for me He danced yet again
Pulling my life towards him
And purging my reluctant self
An art form conceives our bond
And also finalizes it.
Ushering me to Your shrine
Where serenity enthralls me
Amidst purposeless talks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great and true happiness is within the guidance of the Lord...Nice piece! ! ! keep on writing, Cate