God's Unremitting Love Poem by Anton Pushparaja

There lives, Everywhere It Pervades

Upon the smile of the loving Child
Doth it abide.
In the wrinkles of the colourful Flower,
Over the resplendent Bower,
Beneath the hearts of caring Mother,
Doth it inhabit.

Under the ripples of the gleaming Streams
Doth it live...
Towards the paths of untrodden Ways,
By the sides of scintillating Bays,
Beside the horizons of starry Gays,
Doth it exist.

From the falls of glossy Waters
Doth it survive...
Within the wounds of unhealed Pain,
With the promises of venerable Gain,
Without the hurdles of undaunting Rain,
Doth it prevail.

What doth it exist? ? ?
What doth it prevail? ? ? ? ?
In all these, doth survive,
The great innocence,
Luminous evanescence,
Complete maturity,
Full-fledged ability,
That doth make you feel
The God's Dexterity
And His brimming Austerity.