When Staring at thy eyes
Blessed sky spread peace upon me.
Think,Nature flatters smiling face.
Bow my head & break my thinking,flies.
Christ never gifts best words,lovliness of thee.
Throats be dry,feels thee in dark grace.
Eyes were too bright,like a flash of sunshine in rain.
In what way,thou immersed in me again & again?
Being saturated in drizzling shower,find each. ...