A juxtaposed freedom,
shut away, bricked in
behind cold stone.
A man-made cell
and one womans grand work,
for inside,
within that tiny room
as heart is set free
to beat the rhythm
of the Almighty.

That the world
passing by,
some unaware
are enveloped
in her revelations
of divine love.

She who ceased to strive
for earths hollow praise
rewarded with the sacred truth
that ‘All shall be well’

(Written: 8.V.17)


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