Treasure Island

Maxim Muyu

(2nd July / 1981 nairobi)

Bless me, Heavenly Father


Your Beauty,
Your Beauty is efficiently healing me,
Your beauty is the attic grace,
Your beauty is fighting again’st hell of other’s,
I feel that you are all sane,
Heaven in my thought’s you I hold,
You are the sunshine, so heal me Christ,
Tell me I’m the beauty of Sanity,
Every Being alive shared that love,
Your Beauty never died,
Your Beauty made me move on and on,
Every Beauty I perceive are these,
Infinite thought’s,
Your Beauty that I feed,
Your Grace all efficiently Blessing me.

Submitted: Saturday, October 28, 2006
Edited: Saturday, October 30, 2010

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