When not a leaf moveth sans His will,
Man struggles taming a sprawling hill,
And He smiles a known smile
Rare still in a long mile:
A child not yet grown, I let him chill.
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Tongue-in-cheek | 04.08.15 |
Wonderful deeply meaningful..that is how He is and that is how man is..inspiring poem
Member: Mahtab Bangalee Comment: beautiful limerick; yeah; let the child chill......//// God is indulgent with His children, but it is the case of children taking advantage of it. Thanks for the feedback.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks indeed dear poet, along with the feedback on some of my old poems gathering dust otherwise, I get the opportunity to read them. Often I wonder I wrote them. Recently I received a lot of feedback on my old poems and I must thank the poets. Perhaps they did not find the current lot so interesting.