Onto Thy Feet

__ Onto thy feet __

Onto thy feet will I relinquish
As Much pain and Malice that
Nestle within my mind.
Onto thy feet, the womb of infinite bliss,
The voice of unheard sound,
Will I lave all the dross that keeps me
Away from thy Plenteous blessings.
Weary of Waywardness of thought That is drying the juice of life,
And The age - old stillness inside
Combined doth drift me away from life.
Onto thy feet my conscious rhyme
and the Facsimile of my Saving.

by Prabir Gayen

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Onto thy feet my whole life, my entire entity..🌹