my beloved man
chosen of me to disgrace Satan
i hope you are fine
i send my greetings so divine
how is Earth i left in your care
hope this light burden continuously you can bear
hope the creatures are fending well
whether free or in a cell
how are the trees, lawns and field
the horizon i designed like bow and shield
the flowers that add up color in splendor
the crops that give food without measure
how are the swamps, lakes and streams
the gigantic oceans and seas
do they still maintain their boundaries
do they still nourish the crops and tall trees
the sun by day, moon by night
the array of stars, still such a delight
hope the nights are for rest
and the days for earning your best
I write you to remind you
my love for you is true
its not a measure of your faithfulness
its not a product of righteousness
i ve kept 'breath' free and abundant
raise you to adults from your infant
stretch your bones, enlarge your organs
your body metabolism; i provide the substances
your DNA and prints are yours alone
each unique without a clone
different heartbeat, different voice
i designed each of you and gave each a choice
a choice to honor me and be thankful
acknowledge my works and be respectful
call me in time of need and trouble
trust me wholeheartedly and be humble
respect your neighbor and live in peace
work hard, be content with your increase
be merciful, kindhearted and always give
be selfless when you receive
Worship only me
I AM and would always be
a father, a lord..the power of powers
a thousand years roll by me like the hours
can you understand another s' behavior
the forces of nature and how they devour
everything is subject to my command
my words are true and will always stand
anything short of these is evil
and would denote an alliance with the devil
i ve reserved a place for him and his kind
do as i say, you in that place i wont find
my visit wont tarry much longer
judgement for the weak and those stronger
each will tell me how he fared
how much for me and his neighbors he cared
greetings from Jesus and the heavenly beings
the 24 elders, the cherubs..their anthem rings
my kingdom is on Earth, home and abroad
Yours sincerely, The Almighty God.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
May Satan forgive your soul.