The God beautiful mind rule me,
He shows me his uttermost hidden secret.
He measures me to my deepest self being in him.
His marvelous wonder coming to my senses
Shadow to the most intense part of my being.
I'd wondered: in my silent moment with him, keeps me awake,
Aware of his wisdom. His power manifest my whole I am,
Inspiring me to smile inside my heart emotion.
His breath is the air that I breathed, giving refreshing
To my sound condition heart; rolling, holding up and down
To the rays of my emotion. I am free to experience the goodness
Of his glory. His power mold me, shaking my whole being
Travels around to my deepest self
The light comes from the whole intensity of the substance.
His voice and words utter to my sound distance connect
To my soul, and honor him.
God looking at me; teaching me the greatness of himself
Being my God. He gave me the wisdom to know him in
The distance. He shows his power to work in substance, awaken My spirit and control me to his highest degree.
He motivates me to be the woman I am with him.
He opens me to the highest level of who I am,
Praising him for the queer zenith of his presence.
The beautiful God secure me in his sight through
The years of my life.
© Jocelyn Dunbar
24 June 2004
7: 05 AM
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem