Mother Sathya Sai

Poetry

The Gift

by Shyamalie

When sorrow spills out

In torrents of tears unceasing............

The Heart is bleeding.

What can stop Despair

Drowning you

Except...........


The Hand of Love

That silently says...........

“My love, I understand.

You are mine. Your pain is Mine.

Why do you fear, when I am here?”


Then Grief storms grow calm

Soul shelters in Peace

An Ocean of Hope floods within

And you rise renewed again.

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