'Come, ' said my soul, ' and I will show you where I go...
To the fairest glen to taste the newborn snow
To sail on the waves
and to sleep on the shore
Amidst starfish and sea
in the early morning glow.
To ride on the wind
as it sings out loud
To lick the raindrops
As it falls from a cloud.'
'Come, ' said my soul, ' Tarry not and do not fear...
Take my hand and we will go
to wherever God is near.'

Sangeetha Pandaram

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