Treasure Island

Neela Nath

Love God's Work Of Art

Ask the purest heart,
Not to walk with heavy steps;
Love God's work of art.

Submitted: Saturday, May 26, 2012

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  • * Sunprincess * (12/20/2013 2:05:00 AM)

    I absolutely love this one...this is one of your best poems...could easily be your best...
    and I wish everyone would respect what God has given us....someday they will wish
    they had...but it maybe to late then...nice write... (Report) Reply

  • Jr Cuyam (6/1/2012 1:13:00 PM)

    We are God's arts therefore, we should love it's other..great realization! God bless you ma'am (Report) Reply

  • Eric Cockrell (5/29/2012 3:12:00 PM)

    i told someone the other day if they wanted the see God at work... to get off their feet and get moving! we hold the eternal in our thoughts and actions. great poem. (Report) Reply

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