Monday, 8 September 2014

I AM





I AM

I am the dawn that lights the sky.
   The soft night air, the bedewed grass,
     A lonely flower in distant pass
      A Mother’s love.  A baby’s cry.

 I am the strong and the straight.
      The winding and turning of devious way,
     The vaulted sky and secluded bay,
     A ploughed field. A wicket gate


I am the silent and the free.
      The infinite depth in an empty church,
   The light of the morning Sun,
      A loving heart. The knowing Now

 I AM

                                                                                   











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