vinodmishra: God and Me ............. I'm little less than God No less than He,call me God, I'm His.He is mine. I shine as He.Mine is His. His is mine.He created me. I create for Him.I'm next to Him. He is full.I'm hungry.I'm in wants. I want.I've thirst to stand stonds, To kiss away rains of pains. Moving moves me.He is unmoved,unmoving, Rather He makes us move. He is what I know not,I'm what nobody knows, I'm what He is.I'm in Him.He is in me. He is the way to life.I'm way of life. He is there.I'm here with false folk- My true friends. They laugh I laugh without laughing. He is beyond.I'm within His turning Gyre. He is always rising.I'm fond enough to rise And set as the Sun to shine and decline, As the Moon to blanch the shore, the moor, the door To soothe every pore and core Mounting on the flights of light, its silvery tresses I'm Phoenix.I'm a tide upon tide Recede from the bank to return to it. I'm restorative-I'm stoic to cling to birth and death On the same berth- occupied by the variants of the same form. |
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