Poetry

He Is

He is the radiant stars,
That do not recognize their brilliance
He is the immense galaxy,
That doesn’t see it’s vastness
He is the boundless Soul,
That doesn’t fathom it’s potential
He is the lover,
That doesn’t know he is loved
He is the rich man,
Who’s not yet found his worth
He is the bottomless ocean,
That doesn’t see it’s depth
He is the scorching sun,
That doesn’t feel it’s warmth
He is the gentle breeze,
That doesn’t hear it’s soft whisper
He is the fragrant grass,
That cannot smell its sweet aroma
He is the immeasurable Universe to some,
The abundant sky to many
He is the amalgamation of all things beautiful
But cannot see his magnificence
He is mine
He is love…

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