Treasure Island

gajanan mishra

(3rd April 19sixty / Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India)

Most beautiful


Beautiful
Most beautiful
You are my dear
Let me see
Every part of
Your beauty
Transcendental beauty
One after another
O my dear
I know You are
The supreme
In fact and figure
Absolute Truth is
Your impersonal feature
That is Your rays
In the earth in the sky and
In the air in the light in the water.

Submitted: Thursday, August 22, 2013
Edited: Thursday, August 22, 2013

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  • Patricia Grantham (8/23/2013 8:54:00 AM)

    A very lovely and passionate poem. To see beauty with all of
    its splendor and richness is enlightening. A nice display of
    words Honorable Poet. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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