Subimal Sinha-Roy Poet Other

Woven Worlds

I walk the last mile. I don’t know when the destined call 
will come to go to God’s heavenly realm. As my eyes close 
every night, I dedicate my devout flowers and my dedicated 
twilight hours to Him. When I wake up, I thank Him for the 
gracious gift of another new sunny day…
the dark path in light
    fixed destination ordained
         obscure last abode 
contoured divine bay of bliss
disappeared footprints behind

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Linda Alice Fowler April 6, 2024 at 11:47 AM A beautiful form for a prayerful write Subimal. Congratulations! :) Subimal Sinha-Roy April 14, 2024 at 11:26 PM Belated thank you, Linda.

Suzette Richards April 5, 2024 at 1:45 AM Congratulations on your placement in my Woven Worlds – Tanka Prose contest, Subimal. Thank you for your support. Suzette Subimal Sinha-Roy April 14, 2024 at 11:26 PM Belated thanks for the placement. It's always a pleasure to enter your challenging contests and get your feedbacks.

Beata Agustin April 5, 2024 at 1:28 AM Wow! Congrats! Thanks for sharing this... delightful and delighting from the start 'til the end. God bless you. Subimal Sinha-Roy April 14, 2024 at 11:24 PM Many thanks for your visit and comment.