A young man look at his hand and cogitate
a woman said, why your hand?
Young men replied it is Art.
What is your name? Woman asked.
Poet Philosopher, He said.
Once again a young man in death silent look at his
Hand after a while whispered softly, this is GOD art.
The bus stopped, in he went to Soweto Jabulani.
Woman in the bus stop, started to look at her hand and ponder for a while
thoughts flood her beautiful mind, she then took a small elegant mirror
In her potable Gucci hand bag.
The mirror painted her wonderful face, tears shine out of her brown eyes
she then wipe her tears and her conscience said to her soul it is true
GOD is in existence and infallible.
I am in love with the poem. great words khosi. Keep going its great insight to the mind inspiration to the heart motivation to the eyes. Reality to life
Wow! man, this is poetry at its best..it shows pure talend and wisdom of the writer..awesome stuff mfana wasemzini..
the story of the poem has a crafty plot which i like the best...other qualities of the poem is its presentation...flow is another quality.....the theme of the is as ancient as the human being and universal too that is the expressing gratitude to the almighty god...thanks for sharing..pl.give a visit to my other poems
Thank you for this wonderful poem, you crafted it beautifully. And thanks for reading and commenting on my work.
What a great poem. It is art, it is God art. And then the woman realising and than all of us readers realising, what a wonderful and strong message to all humans.
A dimensional writing, it's creative and a good vision on it...We can see the nature force alone cant make this incredible art in our body and heart...how can people explain the chemical reaction with feelings, if we cant what chemical we need to kill the pain...to make people be more humanity for this age...why nature make it happen, the answer is no...not by nature because we are the art and our Creator is artist with no challenge, it pour physique and soul..nice write buddy! _Unwritten Soul
All beautiful things and wonders are a mirror of God. Beautiful theme Ntate Dhlamini.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a thought provoking poem.......showing beauty through its transparent veil............