CHOIR

Emanated from
The fount of thy
Divine compassion,
The fountain of
Thy tender love.

It drenched
The conscious
And gurgled
A sip, in drink
Of thy soul

All awareness
Layed awake.
Night was bright
In ambiance, of
HIS light!

The rose swayed, and
The grass danced
Dream came floating
Baton in hands
To conduct a choir