O You are, our lovely Creator,
You have made us in Your palms.
You made Your world, You are
Our dear Father, who has existed before all.
You have created, this very universe,
You have breathed life to our nostrils.
You are a lovely Father, looking after
His children. You have given us the world,
Which is beautiful, beyond words. You have
Created light, that darkness cannot comprehend.
In the beginning, You created the heavens
And the earth. You separated sky from
Waters, day from night, and your children
From every living thing that creeps in this world.
O our Father, how can we thank You?
Do you visit Your world, very often,
For we want to talk to You. A letter cannot
Describe what we want to say to You.
For it just contains some words that come
To our mind. For it is not all that we think.
O our lovely Father, you have given me life,
You have given me this opportunity to praise,
Your creation. I thank You, and ask You how
May I post this very letter so that it reaches
To Your house. Who is the postman to heaven?
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