Sunday, August 26, 2012

Traces of Sunshine

In a misty and windy morning

There is no beam of dawn; dimly all around.

Dread air strike me out of my mind and

I'll be numb and stiff from frigid.

I shiver in fear of my life.

Oh my God! I've lost my way on the moor.

Where is my shelter?

I am waiting lonely for along time for my traces of sunshine;

Eyes of kindness and compassion, and smile of grace.

Oh Dear please.....

Let me in! Let me in!

I would like to sleep in your hug with your love.

My Lord, you, are always my traces of sunshine.

May be just a while

Till the death it will last. Oh my sunshine!

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