O DIVINE
now
very minuscule folks
read poems of mine
how can
One
above the clouds ever shine

if there is no sprinkling
of love
of flowers
from thine
and
Divine

Smiles and love
are gold mines
life's wondrous
inherent free designs

O Poemiers
of mine
you alone are
to me divine
with you I'm fine
so Divine

hope you'll also
self refine

seek help of
Divine
S/He is the
UNIVERSAL
endless
boundary less
vastly Eternal
unknown
eternity to infinity
but
still flourishing
MINE

yeah
DIVINE