Friday, June 2, 2023

Your mysterious grace

(2653)  Dheu esechilo ajanar

Of Unknown had come a wave;
What had been and what then happened,
Hard it is to fathom Your game.

Dust-grayed, I'd been in a wayside cranny,
Taking pains sandalpaste applying.
Seems like Someone told in both my ears:
"Remote became all your pain."

Mesmerized, I continued;
Could not ask oh Who are You.
What I'd been, what I turned into,
Ebon's gloom, it went away.

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1 comment:

  1. Paralyzed by religious ritual, You picked me up and sent me on my way.