In a daydream ringed by Thee,
I've devised my fairy tales:
Formless came You to the form-sphere.
Twixt the sky's blue and mind's swing,
I would hear the private sayings
With light bright on the canvass of my psyche.
Into kohl my tears are shoving;
On a melting song they get reared.
Emotional gets that outpouring
At far heaven's light beams.
Vicissitudinous is Your behavior,
Rituals and verdicts beyond comprehension.
The rites of worship, they are ambiguous;
You arrived in an instant with a face smiling.
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Thursday, May 20, 2021
Grace beyond comprehension
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When we think we know Him, it is only an illusion.
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