In the divine light
I want to bathe.
I am sick.
I pray and I will be healed today.
Pray in faith and you will be healed.
my mummy told me when I was a child.
All those memories enkindled in me
I began to pray like a little child.
My mummy died.
She had cancer.
I am alone here.
But she sees me when I stand in light
and pray with folded hands.
Mummy and God are together.
One day I will also join them
in the world of the angels with white robes
and shining silver wings.
She is safely tucked in god's abode, may her soul rest in peace. Very touchy and innocent poem, We all believed what our mom said at one point of time. Words of wisdom comes handy in this journey called life.10++
The light of the truth with righteous works. Nice dedication to a lost mother. May her soul rest in peace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My old monk teacher always said The nearest thing to God is a mothers love Touching poem Thank you Tony