GRACE-THE ETERNAL CURE


As an eternally graced flower,faith blossoms

blindly walking through ridges

not a support to lean

falling, uprising again

in the depths of stormy seas.

 

Beneath the feet scorches

within the  flower prospers

mind,poor knows not

it’s the grace that pulls out of the fear!

 

on the hills of enormous desires

seats the serpent of lower hemisphere

he who knows it to garland o’er the neck,

blesses the soul with an  eternal cure…