I Saw God But Now What
That hot afternoon when the winds were shy,
The Earth froze and the birds refused to fly,
I sat on the soft cold cushion of the green,
Looking on and on...The scene, so serene,
The trees drooped, bowing to a mighty being,
The birds, in their nests, as if to wait and sing,
The clouds cuddled and a light pierced them,
Two eyes, the figure spoke, made me clem,
I remember darkness and a sudden light,
I woke on the same hillside, asked my sight,
"
Was it?
Rather a figment of my deepest dreams,
Or an unimaginable, haunting reality?
No it can't be..... No it can't be!
No it can't be......... NO IT CAN'T BE!!!!
"
Today I still sit here on the barren hillside,
Waiting and waiting and waiting.......
If it was true,
To witness it again and,
If only a dream ,
To prove myself wrong and be free,
But as I wait I still got nothing,
Only thought still resides,
"
I met God and I saw his face, but
Now What?
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Ranaditya Adhikary
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