Dr John Celes

(14-2-1957 / Coimbatore, Tamilnadu, India)

Sonnet: God


God is our Father to fatherless ones;
God is a Sibling, Friend and guiding Light;
God is our Mother to motherless sons;
God is our Lover on a moonless night.

God is a compass that can never fail;
God is our strength of life on earth to all;
God is our hope that will always prevail;
God is our succor who is prompt to call.

Yes, God has blessed you immensely, mind you,
In such short time, you cannot imagine;
Remember this and turn a leaf anew,
And steer life’s ship to a port sans sin.

Our flesh’s wants, we must learn to subdue;
God has blest you, pray He should continue!

8-27-2002

Submitted: Thursday, July 03, 2003

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