Please teach
me to be
grateful

Something
is growing

I look into
Your Eyes

Something is growing


Something is growing
that is not bound
by habits of the past
or patterns of the thoughts



Something is growing
like a core of
inner joyful quietness
and deep sincerety



Something is growing
it is getting larger
in spite of time
with doubt and sorrow



Something is growing
that I have longed for
but have forgotten - hidden
behind false ideals



Something is growing
the belief that everything
is the Will of God
make me find the peace
I have been searching for

God is growing inside me


Thank You Baba for Your Love
 

Poem submitted  by Inge Lise
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