Don Nguyen Poems
If you sometime miss him,
Miss him so much;
Please find him in his poems for he is always there;
For outside of his poems,
He doesn’t even exist.
God is like that.
The Look In A Crowd
Color my soul with Your tender glance,
The crimson of immense love-suffering,
To melt away my heart, shake my world,
To bless me with Your touch, most intimate, most total.
Crowds often bring my soul silence,
Isolation to be exquisitely alone with You.
Oh this endearing moment,