Divine
Awakening, cocooning
The air with tenderness, breathing,
As it waters arid grounds, speaking,
As it drenches the air with harmonious sounds, it makes
One succumb the soul,
It makes one
Thank God…
Nature’s divinity, as
It enraptures me, liberating
My soul from earth’s dimness and
Opaqueness…
In its arms I am, and
Within its embrace I’ll eternally be…
Copyright © Farah Chamma | Year Posted 2007
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