Love -what form u take
n at what unmindful place
as someone with loaf of bread when ur alone n hungry
as a word of faith -in time of tumult on some hoarding
as a stranger with abundance exuberant humour-in ur acute deficiency phase
as a fond smile of unconditional love- when ur on verge of disintegration
what i remember -on fondest ruminences as God n his presence ??
thousands of parties n bash at food joints??
hundreds wishing me on my victory n toasting to glory ??
or the days with no relevance but fun -roam ,stroll n chat
no -not at all -its all too superficial to leave a presence
but its the memory of being helped unasked for, in most unexpected manner
of cared for ,in divine ways most perfectly, by perfect strangers
its instants when i dint knew what i need and was provided for
its those forms of love -God takes, i marvel at
when u lay -with just a deep humble
n a desire to extend the same divine hand of faith n love
to those who require it - the the same unexpected junctures
the good within each human ,
the virtue behind the veil of vice
the truth behind the saddist hatred
its in that truth i seek - u my lord
n the forms u take to uplift ur child
n sustain the truth -as forever form of love
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