Silent Presence - Poem by Freni Karaluthara
In my silent chat with
flowers plants and trees.
In my lonely wanderings
in silent valleys and atop hills;
Thou! O’ Silent Presence, follow me.
Lillies, roses and jasmins fill “Your Thoughts”
in their silent speech.
Why I love flowers, plants, trees,
and mountains you know?
In their silence i sense His presence.
In cemeteries and Libraries,
in their silence, I’m in bliss,
with the dead and living dead.
The sweetest sights of all time for me
are images in the mirrors.
They roar and shout,
in their silent voices.
Statues of every kind and
arts are pleasing sights for me.
The dwelling of my God is
there in all these, in the-
“Muteness” of this world.
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