An
inexplicable sense of peace surrounds when I see God’s cart rushing towards me
The
gentle breeze fondling His tender cheeks
The
eyes brimming with compassion speaks
And
conveys the most enchanting message
In
the most silent of ways - “I
love you too”
Leaving
me with the most ecstatic of moods
When
your form can convey so much and well up my eyes in tears of joy
Well,
then… how do you expect me to leave???
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