My Only Story Poem by Dhananjay Kumar

Days bygone and yet to come
Never again will they make my life tiresome;
I have nothing to gain or to attain
Delivered for ever I am from pain and strain;
No hope of rise no fear of fall
As always I am at Thy beck and call;
I rejoice at my 'being' and over Thy glory
A heart throbbing with eternal joy is my only story;
I sing and dance, work and play
Feasting every moment of my momentary stay;
Whither to go? What to seek? What to be?
I live in Thee, I live by Thee, I live for Thee.