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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The awakening with which I was blessed Is the most precious gift that Life could Ever give me! No amount of materials would ever be worth it Since, in the very end, The material body rots And shatters into dust particles, Having not even by its side, Remnants of its shadow! Yet, it becomes a puzzle To make out the meanings of its riddles It becomes harsh When the meaning gets twisted And turned over in my mind As I wonder about its many options! Living with it, though, Feels like being always sheltered by an invisible shield Living with it, indeed, Feels like the angels want me to know That they are here, watching over me intently! Why, the happenings of each moment Matter not The burns of each charcoal on my skin Matter not The blood oozing out of my soul Matters not The cries of my heart as pain invades it Matter not! Nothing does and nothing ever will Except showing more submission More love, more obedience To the power which thrust my awakening Upon me! Pray, the ways of the Lord are harsh And they do get harsher as the level of Spirituality rises! I know, I have failed the skies many a times Being, for the most, Ruled by the tugs of my human essence But then There where the Lord resides Is where I wish to be Enjoying His grace, His mercy, His kindness, And even His love As if such were my due! The awakening with which I was blessed Remains the oars I use to row my canoe In Life's murky swamps As the waters get more wavy And creatures of the depths show up Merely wishing to have me agonise towards my doom!
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