Rising slowly, every beat of this fallen heart
To the hollow mouth of Your transcendent bliss.
Flakes of snow can stick to moist wintry ground
But my soul will never reach for the denouement.
I am floating, seeking Your immense presence
And failing usually to cling still to Your swiftness.
You neither have a beginning nor an ending
Now it’s time to meet You in the garden of infinity.
I am floating, seeking Your immense presence And failing usually to cling still to Your swiftness. You neither have a beginning nor an ending Now it’s time to meet You in the garden of infinity.......really the garden of God has neither a beginning nor an ending. It is infinite. Wonderful imagery. Superb presentation.........10
The thirst of a soul to get united with the One who has no beginning or end! As it fails to catch up with His pace, it gets resigned to have the desire fulfilled in the Garden of infinity! In a few lines, you have conveyed the primordial quest of man to be reunited with his creator! Great write! A 10
' You neither have a beginning nor an ending ' is very nice. Rich with vocabulary the poem has a message. Loved it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Rising slowly; but with hope. Nice work.