Yearnings Poem by Anita Sehgal
Yearnings
The muted colours in the sky
Bid farewell to the day.
The dusk casts long shadows,
The soft wind whispers the mysteries of nature,
A bold star peeps out
This play of nature
sharpens the yearnings of my soul.
Oh Lord, Where have Thou hid Thyself?
Before I know it,
HE tiptoes into my heart
and I am awash in Thy divine love.!
-O-
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4/24/2024 8:07:29 AM # 1.0.0.1119
a beautiful touching write. He tiptoed into my heart and I am awash in thy divine love. I love the thought.