In what words can I describe this phenomenon – this gift called life?
And what meaning, yes!
What meaning shall I give it without You by my side?
Oh the days I sat by the sea –
the sea of pain,
and swished my feet hopelessly in its waters.
And indeed my days became numbered;
numbered with a tragic end….
But here,
here I sit with my feet dry,
dried from my days of pain,
all my hurt wiped away.
Indeed I can say,
You are the magic in my life.
That sweet thing called love-
the giver of my faith,
my peace....
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Published on July 25, 2013 09:23