Good evening God i've come again
its time to fly, to leave world's spin
all day i trod in heat and pain,
at night with gods my heart tames
swirling bliss of serpents rising
a soul with god's is realizing
suffering ends all goes still
love infinite for all, Our will
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Strange poem. different. Are we searching God? reaching out to him when times are bad? Every night we go to bed we leave all our sorrows and pain in His mighty hands. Knowing a better tomorrow awaits us. Liked it.