M-ore than anything else,
Y-our election is divine;
R-echarge your holy light,
A-im to make it shine.
S-unday third of December,
A-llow not your eyes to turn blind;
R-emain in the brightness of truth,
T-o leave the lies behind.
I-n spite of the tough time of climbing the vales and hills;
N-othing compares to your faith, it's more than anything else.
Absolutely right. Nothing compares to our.faith....10
Thanks, Rose Marie...... faith is the foundation of the divine election... so grateful to you🤓🤓🤓
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Haunting expression. Beautiful poem on birthday in acrostic form. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you so much, Kumarmani... your heartwarming comment is always valued🤓🤓🤓