Lord Supreme sat on His Throne white,
He is the source of all kind of energy
Universe is shining, ah, brilliantly bright,
We are only human machine with synergy,
Soul is what, meager power of His hand,
And It is defined as per the religious clergy
Love is the power symbol in dust and sand
An oasis on desert in grief we often find,
Earth is what; know, for us, it is our dream land
He ordains, chooses among us, the priest kind,
Is there any existed priesthood without the love?
Yet there are many envied stricken priest we find,
Flame is a fire; a light-It can burn or ease the dove,
Life can be defined in many ways clad with love
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Life can be defined in many ways clad with love................nice poem...enjoyed
Love being a power shines everywhere even in dust and sand. In flame of fire it is marked and calmness in moon and also in water. Wonderful composition and truthful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life clad with love is life eternal.......so beautifully composed.........amazing write