Nurturing through tides of time
So I may blossom
To spread sweet fragrance
Among deprived and tired.
Your warm embrace guard me
From harrowing grief and numbing loneliness.
Efforts you had deployed-
Seamless and selfless,
To cast away dark clouds engulfing truth.
Beacons in my stormy path.
They continue constant as ever,
Turning a blind eye to folding skins
Hanging loose.
Tender smiles veiling silent endurance
Oblivion to any.
Mercy personified!
Now as I endeavour to
Accomplish ambitious heights like an eagle,
Your prayers and blessings shroud me
From vicious prying eyes.
So thankful I am!
For these invaluable souls-
Holy temples of the Almighty.
-THOMAS YOHANNAN
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