30TH December, 1985
My heart doth speak of thee
From its fathomless depth in brief
It had be seemed your form only
Within its four walls with love and grief.
My eyes hath seen your celestial face
Within which it beholds your dimension still
Its lens discloses your beauteous grace
And reveals back in yours with firmness and will.
Look look look advocates
my heart to my eye
By providence doth my eye
Besiege your golden glare
Its substantial sovereign
And hypnotic to comply
Which absorbs me within
Your richness so fair.
By: Annamalai Mahadevan
