Dr John Celes

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

Sonnet: Heaven Is For All Good men


God's Salvation is meant for all mankind;
'Tis not the right of any one great clan;
The Heathens too from Nature, God's code, bind,
Thus, God will be revealed to every man.

Each one gets judged according to his ken;
And so, God's judgment is the best and just;
His Mercy is for sinners and all men;
What love God shows to men he made from dust.

We know of God thro' something we call 'Faith';
God makes Him known in ways umptine, with ease;
The saved aren't just ones who well Creed sayeth;
All men can realize God's mental peace.

God made all men; Heaven awaits all souls;
Nevertheless, God gives each man new roles.

Submitted: Wednesday, June 25, 2003

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