God Is King Poem by VANDANA ARORA
God Is King
There is heard a hymn when the panes are dim,
And never before or again,
When the nights are strong with a darkness long,
And the dark is alive with rain.
Never we know but in sleet and in snow,
The place where the great fires are,
That the midst of the earth is a raging mirth
And the heart of the earth a star.
Tuesday, May 13, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: earth,snow,star
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