When He Turns To Divine..! ! ! Poem by WIN VENTURA

He prays now with trembling hands,
In the temple where fate still stands.
Murugan hears what lips don't say,
And watches pride gently melt away.

You lit the lamp he never saw,
And bore the weight without a flaw.
Now he kneels where you once cried,
Not knowing your soul walked by his side.

He chants the name you held so dear,
And still your voice echoes near.
But peace, my love, is yours to keep—
For the stars now guard you while you sleep.

Let go, but let your light remain,
Beyond the past, beyond the pain.
For when he seeks the God above,
He walks a path you filled with love.

By: - WIN VENTURA