When we look for a shoulder to lean on,
When we cry for help to float on,
When we gasp for air to breathe in despair,
When we are crumbled during dispute,
When the cataract doubts create shades,
When the abandoned spirit stands lonely,
When the flies of the fruits flown away,
When caterpillar's munched plant left bare,
There is a hand, touch our back,
When we look at it with shock,
It is the hand, that God has sent,
May be anyone that we hardly know.
thank the God and the hand.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great one. Lord always extends his hand in need, may be in any form of relationship.