Tuesday, April 3, 2012

I Write Of That Journey Comments

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I remember how my mother would hold me.
I would look up at her sometimes and see her weep.

I understand now what was happening.
Love so strong a force


Dr Antony Theodore 30 June 2020

All actions have evolved From the taste of flight; the hope of freedom moves our cells and limbs. thank you very much for all the mystical writings. tony

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Akash Krv Krv 24 December 2017

Want to unfurl only for krishna forever..........Hope that these kind of poems were thought and read everywhere.......Meerabai is an one of best examples for true and eternal love for krishna......

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