A SCINTILLA OF THE PROMISED DAY
I hear those immortal voices of the stretch... The immortal souls of the stretch. Their inspiring voices even to the deaf is audible, Their write-ups are unerasable, And their deeds remain even to the blind visible. As a result a positive effect is incredible. Perhaps they feel they could have done better; Even though their graves are shrouded in His tremendous blessings. A promise that indeed is being fulfilled by Him. I greeted: 'Hello to those souls endeared; Dedicated to you so smile. Smile!
