Tuesday, 19 February 2013

Miscellanies 64: This tide of joy

And this tide of joy in my soul does rise,
undefeated by the rocks of suffering,
unstoppable by the winds of unreturned love,
   irrepressible by the banks of status,
                increased by the joy of future grace,
                   directed by the moon of hope,
                      nourished by the salt of love,
                           and moved in the ocean of glory.


K.Oni 

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