Thanksgiving Poem by Anita Sehgal

Thanksgiving

Like the sheet of mist,

I rise to merge in the Divine.

I turn in Thanks to the instrument I leave behind..

Now supine and peaceful

For serving as the gateway to Thee!

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Wednesday, June 13, 2012
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