A Poem For Aling Patring Who Always Knewn Lt Is God Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

A Poem for Aling Patring who always knew it was God


you always knew it was God that created the world,
that anything that moved, came with a purpose.

his face in the clouds was neither hallucination nor the traces ofblood on his eyes
on the church statute.,

then you saw these beautiful gardens and the fluttering wings of the butterflies hovering on flowers that left you astounded,

the brilliant colors displayed like undulating floats of dancing detached flower petals and rainbows.

the sun greeting the retinas with sprawling beauty, the glimpse at those massive mountains with their tall trees.

themajestic flying eagles and birds, living
in this habitat,

who owns all these beauties, ? you asked
our imaginations and intellects which where given, yet we are in denials and in doubt about him

plainly with certainty,
you are in church every Sundays and sang with the churchgoers and the choirs

to the limits of your vocals, praising
his name for peace in spite the ubiquitouswar and crimes happening around the world.

On your coming death bed, you plan to asked Him forgiveness and a resting place in his heaven.