In The Waiting Womb Of My Soul Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore
In The Waiting Womb Of My Soul
All my words shall merge into
the living Word of God.
It shall be purified in the fire of love
in the furnace of my heart.
In the waiting womb of my soul,
God's word shall fall
like seeds in pure stillness.
It will germinate there
in a centering silence
like the pupa bringing forth
the colorful butterfly.
Conceived in love,
the spirit shall flow
from heart to heart
with the nectar of love.
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Exquisite write with inspired lines that talk of faith and love and thanks for sharing!
Beautiful.After a long gap, today I got this nice poem and enjoyed it.
In the furnance of my heart with love! Nice piece of work.
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