Birds flutter by
An array of colors fill the sky
How can one think
Or question the creation why?
From the depths of our soul
Cries the yearning of the lost
To be found by the maker
As we search at all cost
We are only but human
Our eyes can't even grasp
The awe and power of
The Almighty God has
They'll will always be those
That can't see past themselves
Yet the wonder of my God
Will stand when they have failed
He doesn't concern Himself
To prove who He is
God yearns for the lost
To show His love exists!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Lagaya. You may like to read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks