God looks on error
as a mother looks on a toddler's fall
.. or on her young son's
sculpture of mudballs
or as the sun
gazes upon sour fruit soon to be sweet
.. or upon a blow which releases
water from ice freezes
God does not send loved ones to hell
for acting on drives from the outer shell
God is more forgiving
than the daily snowfall which
erases
many human footfall traces
.. more forgiving than
the sea
which holds onto no boat wake
.. more forgiving than
the sky..
which forgets the path of clouds
or the fire
which devours the mistakes of
the past
Divine Love made us.
.. Anything which is not
of Divine Love
.. is not you.. is not me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem