Holding The World Poem by Neran Sati

When suddenly alert in the core of night you may see: all the
tiniest grains of darkness were very petals of Love! And you
also feel: all that finest vessel' ruby streamin' o'er your
eyelids - but were flutterin' strings of Love! And, as hear'
any sound, at once you know: you're listenin' - a divine song
of Love.. And then, only then, you'd became aware of that Love
purest of all - set free to the world it hold.



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