He stood there staring,
Eye to eye with the
Godly figure- he called Him Jesus !
Eyes Senile, lit with a smile,
Clutching tightly the beads……
Murmuring as if to bless a dying soul
Excerpts from the Bible as he reads.
Covered from head to toe
Under the robe so white,
The emasculated figure whelmed in the light.
In lieu of mending my mendacious soul,
I tried to emulate the serenity in him.
Opening my eyes after what seemed ages-I realized
The arcane profile left me with surging gleam..!!
Charu Kaushal
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