Creative Corner|Feb 14, 2005 2:36 PM| by:

Let me Love you

When darkness entombs & fear tightens
into a knot,
When seems distant the Beloved
though so dearly sought,

When a seemingly dreadful battle
Lies ahead,
And far away appears the lap
On which to nest a weary head,

Through the weariness of a
Careworn heart,
Like a rising mist of incense
A prayer doth start:

“Through every moment of whatever
I have to go through,
Give me this much grace:
Let me Love you”

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  • http://Website Ashok

    This poem had a deep impact on me. It is so true that the ultimate way we could be blessed is by realising every moment of our lives that we love the divine and that we are loved by Her.