It Carries Me Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
It Carries Me
In the dark
And deep night
I fall asleep,
Then I enter
A wonderful sphere....
Which is known to me
And only to me,
It carries me to
The most precious goal
Of the world.
The moments of spirituality are uplifting and very personal. Impossible to guage, hard to narrate. Beautiful!
The realm of our dreams, dear poet, is surely our ultimate goal
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8/28/2026 10:39:52 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Bravo my friend enjoyed much TFS