The deepest depths
the Maker could carve
must bow in awe—
dwarfed and dimmed
by the boundless blaze
of your unflinching gaze,
filled with love, unshaken.
Poems by Rohit Malekar
The deepest depths
the Maker could carve
must bow in awe—
dwarfed and dimmed
by the boundless blaze
of your unflinching gaze,
filled with love, unshaken.