some call it afeeling
some call it the inner will
some call it their found joy
some feign butterflies in thier tummies
but truly-thats the wonder of Gods love
some times you wonder why i wake up
shouting aloud, singing to my self
my neighbors wonder why am all smiles
eyes glowing like amoth dropped in them
yet all they cant see is the wonder of Gods love
every morning i take that stroll to no where
whistling, posing occasionaly to ignite my inner spirit
basking all the way like the sun only shines on me
yet again thats....truly the wonder of Gods love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
True but good feelings represent 'THE WONDER OF GODS LOVE'. Wonderful.