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All alone: so far from the sun kissed heights;
I knelt down to pray in the church of Love;
Hoping that God's grace would fall from the sky.
I pictured him dwelling in clouds above;
With flowing beard on a golden throne;
Surrounded by angels & snow white doves.
But he would not reply to my moans & groans.
All I heard was stark silence; nothingness:
No light was cast on the Great Unknown.
A poignant write. Everything is in God's own time. He will reply to our moans and groans in due time. A wonderful poem with a meaningful message. Well written and conveyed.
Thanks Rose Marie...I really appreciate your kind comments. I composed this particular poem several years ago...basically an experiment in writing a Terza Rima..it end up as a satire.! I share your thoughts about God..although as a graduate in philosophy I have struggled with my faith over the years.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Thanks Rose Marie...I really appreciate your kind comments. I composed this particular poem several years ago...I was experimenting with the Terza Rima structure and it came out as a satire of a cartoon like notion of God for some reason. I share you belief in God, although as a philosophy graduate, I have struggled with my faith on my occasions...thankfully I'm now a lot more patient!