Heaven is ours all.
God listens, hears, loves
and minds us all
in our endeavors even those who
we consider bad and evil.
He loves not so that we may pay him.
He loves purely and
pays us with blessings instead.
Purity is not a badge
every living soul possesses to brag,
impurity is not an urge
every life has to bag.
If you love,
make love part of you,
if you have,
giving be the art of you.
Bless me with humility,
giving be my joy.
May the good I receive deploy.
A piece of my love. Peace my love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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