AI (24.10.1960 / Bangalore)

Confessions

to you that understands


Confessions fall on willing ears
Fathomed thoughts softly rears
The truth is told and so you know
Still far and farther I've yet to go

Some blame you judge for that's your part
I question none it's not my art
With god I place my heart so strong
He tells me sure the right from wrong

His love I know I'll sure partake
His will to be like this me make
On earth as in heaven I shall strive
For around me I shall be pure drive

Some thoughts I know I should keep them well
For others they judge and cannot so tell
What's right or wrong some feel it swells
In heavens will ring for me sweet bells

Those innocents they do not know this
They live in blessed love's sweet bliss
For thoughts of them I dwell so now
Ardent desire so takes a bow

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