SIKHLIFE: W'ndering Scribblings


Thursday, November 10, 2005

W'ndering Scribblings

Every time fear intrudes mind,
I just tell it - my lords's divine,
Still I tremble with madness blind.

Mine is a case hopeless,no remedy remains,
Still he sustains,
Alls Thy mercy,I maintain.

Oh my Lord Divine,how could you ever be defined,
for your very definition is - you are beyond the mind.


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