Births

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Births

Poem- A Fragment

Oh the births I have taken obeying Thy dictums;
I have been trapped in icy dew drops, 
Flung from far above in frozen snowflakes,
I have tip toed on storms, sneaked past the furies,
I rode the humongous exulting waves roaring like an ambrosia drunk god,
I have perished in a million withered leafs,
Bloomed and bared my heart to Thee in numberless flowers. 
From a thousand lips I have called Thy name,
Forgotten names of a thousand forms more that I bore for Thee.
And now, now, by another quill on another page I birth
A temple of words for Thee to dwell in.