Amar prem....
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“In battle, In the forest, at the precipice in the
mountains, On the dark great sea, in the midst of
javelins and arrows, In sleep, in confusion, in the
depths of shame - The good deeds a man has done
before, defend hIm”
It was not your flesh and blood, but your heart which made you
a Son and then a Father.
Dearest Prem,
What was silent in the Father, speaks
in the son; and often in the son lies the
unveiled secret of the Father.
Your role in society, or any artist's or poet's role, was to try and express what we all
feel. Not to tell people how to feel. Not as a preacher, not as a leader, but as a reflection of us
all.
"All the days ordained for me
were written in Your book
before one of them came to be."
(Psalm 139:16b, NIV)
God saw they were their happiest and someone would not let that be. So He put his arms around them and whispered "Come with Me".
With tear filled eyes we watched them, suffer and fade away. Although we loved them deeply, We could not make them stay.