My Stella - 31 (Thy Divine Grace) Comments

Fleeting time is vain to endure my love for thee....

Thy divine grace is flowering, inside bloom, each moment is a tiny ocean, tumult of tidal waves. overflowing nectar of full moon beam is thy blessing, life is a chance., beautiful poem.. thank dear prabir. tony

Fleeting time is vain to endure my love for thee, passing strain of spent wind echoes resonance of thy silent presence. heart inside heart and voice within voice. My love is my pyre and burns me ever. Thou art gone and unlearn serious pain of mine, mirror of thy self in my genie............Most beautiful! y presented.

Thy divine grace is flowering, inside bloom, each moment is a tiny ocean, tumult of tidal waves. overflowing nectar of full moon beam is thy blessing, life is a chance. A wretched self am i to pass painful breath and die each moment. space of creation in a tiny heart and unbearable gratefulness. moment's lawn is too wee to hold.

Very beautiful poem.....good thought.