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Silence

I was longing for life when a drop trickled from nowhere.
The silence murmured as the voice came near.

Is He wanting to say and show something?
Yes, a path to trod upon and a light beaming.

I always lived in dreams and false conviction
With no coherence in my action

Every time He came for my rescue
Gave me chance, where chances were few.

Every time I cried foul at myself
Showed disrespect to Him and Self.

Oh God! you always forgive, so do once
Teach me your language of Silence!

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Where…IX

[Continuation of Where…VI]

Where we grow as
our love evolves.
Where lower feelings
dissolve and egos devolve.
Where doubt, ever crops, is
sorted with faith and resolve.

Where silence of heart
overrules the voice of lips.
Where tolerance interns
in bouts of miff.
Where thoughts differ;
let not the respect dip.