* The God In You
A Anjali Sinha
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The God in heaven
No,
The God in you
I see him a clear blue
As you sleep warm
in my arms
And wriggle around your charms
Clasping your soft
tiny fingers
surrounding my neck.
On my cheek
You hissing soft breath
Of curdled milk and honey
Look ing up the stars and moon
And counting the thousand blessings
And see God come to me
In every single bit of you
Anjali
7th Sept.2010
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