Early dawn,
A waking fawn,
A flower,
Radiating His power.
A babbling brook,
A tree branch crook,
Trills of a bird,
In all this, His glory is heard.
A puppy's whine,
A church bell chime,
A subtle breeze,
Always whispering His name with ease.
Warm rays of the sun,
Inside we are one.
A billowy cloud,
Hide watching angels in a shroud.
Come His way not per chance,
Your life He will enhance.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem