Clothed in fire and flame
sharing His splendour
He came, the Adorable.
Anguished and alone
i stood singing His praises
with a burning soul.
- -
The King's eternal gates
opened for me.
The King led me into light.
A marvellous metaphorical spiritual poem so nicely captured with brilliant phraseology. Thank you for sharing....10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
all roads are open toward HIM but we closes our eyes when we are on the road!