Insipid

Insipid... is what I feel...

One thinks it's one doings

But it's all His Givings...

These thoughts, words, inspirations are all him.

As much as he's within me, equally he's dwells as truth in each being.

And all this..are his expressions..

born out of the conscience of one's Self.

Yes! Insipid is what I feel...to all of life's giving's...

As he fills me with words that flow as poem's.

And in Gratitude...all I do is share His love-givings, that he endlessly pours as my life-breath!