Creating Beauty....
i am so very sorry
that i'm nagging so
and there is no collision, I reckon
in this connection
yeah, there is a clear unison
and my heart needs no resuscitation,
this exhilarating sensation
shall return someday
not estranged
nor extirpated
i'm just on one of my exuberant explorings
easy talking to my Father in heaven
giving praises to Him
worshipping Him
thanking Him for every blessing
greatest or smallest
tiniest or tallest
all in one meditation
during this sensitive sensation
in my mental midday session
as every day's worshipping
a summing up of all my sins
and daily emotive utterings
all solitarily
i feel obliged to
nearly as i have the urge
to utter all these silent words
to give them a sound
as loudest as possible
all within my breath-body
oh, Father in heaven
i thank Thee
for all this possibility
creating beauty
no lament
but the greatest Amen....
© Sylvia Frances Chan, poetess
resides in Jakarta (Indonesia)and
in Amsterdam (Nederland) .
A.D. Thursday the 6th of Sept 2018
@ 7.07 hrs A.M. West-European Time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Worshiping him is the greatest duty. Obeying his principles we gain fortune. A summing up of all sins when we surrender he forgives. For bringing certain beauty and possibility we thank our greatest father. An interesting devotional and philosophical poem is excellently penned.
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