In gratitude, Sarala praises the glories of the Lord, in this poem, exclusively for Different Truths.
My heart sings with joy
glories to you my Lord
You sent pure honey
from the honeycomb
fresh from your heart
My heart is filled
with sweet nectar
A divine feeling creeps
into my innermost core
where I mingle in you
forever with love and bliss
You are carved in my heart
with indelible love
I have no fear of anyone
as your tender love
makes me strong
In whatever I do!
You are my all in all
nothing more I need
just your divine love!
You give me feeling
of a sweet everlasting bond
me just a rose
in your innermost heart
clinging to you with sweet aroma
and you singing lullabies to me
and I fall asleep in your
caring arms embracing you close!
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Sarala Balachandran was working with an import-export organisation in the administrative department for 38 years. She retired eleven years back. Married, with two sons aged 43 and 36, she took interest in writing recently. She writes free verses.
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