Gedicht Nummer 868.... Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan

Gedicht Nummer 868....

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GEDICHT NUMMER 868 - ZONDAG 6 OKTOBER 2019

zelfs in de donkerste nacht
is er vaak een klein lichtpunt,
vergeet het dan niet
om je licht aan te doen

zelfs in het minst van adem
is er altijd een zucht over,
vergeet het dan nooit
gymnastiek te doen, tot je huid nat is!

het is zondag,
vergeet alsjeblieft niet
om te bidden en te prijzen
de naam van de Heer
boven alle namen

onthoud, geen spellen,
ik herhaal hier elke keer hetzelfde,
vergeet niet
ik geef nooit de schuld...


© Sylvia Frances Chan -Alle rechten voorbehouden
Zondag 6 okt 2019
om 10.12 uur AM Nederlandse tijd
Sylvia Frances Chan
Onderwerp: leven, lof, gebed

This is a translation of the poem Poem Number 868.... by Sylvia Frances Chan
Sunday, October 6, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: praise,prayer,life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 06 October 2019

This translation version is also very nice. God has created this creation and created this world very wonderfully. This universe is full of mystery. Inside deep darkness small dots of lights beautifully shine. Even in last breath this shines with beauty of hope. An excellent supernatural poem is nicely penned. Thank you very much for sharing this.10

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Sylvia Frances Chan 07 October 2019

Thank you so much for your valuable comment and feedback, Master Poey Kumarmani Mahakul Sir! Thank you too for the precious 10. Your constant support has kept me from being absent on PH. God's Blessings be greatest for you and your beloved family. Amen.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 06 October 2019

when all strength sinks into the deep i know there is You, i'll never weep YOU are Love, your love carries me through the heaviest sad times perpetually our life is nothing without your love and hope.... ©Sylvia Frances Chan Sunday 6 October 2019

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