Theme: Healing


A hurtful horde

Of pain endured

and grief inbred

Now needs to be shed

Preserved and shrouded

they make the vision clouded

my inner space too crowded

to see the light....

In total surrender

the cleansing wonder

creating space

for divine grace

As I turn to the source


My life I save

From a slumber in the grave

I awaken...

To be my light.... 


More By  :  Swatantra Sharma

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