All the time, feel the heartbeat and tweet of affection
That bind souls and goals of every shade
To instill a spirit of dedication and devotion
In every family no matter its grade and trade.
All the time, feel the heartbeat and wit of humility
That unite souls and wholes to reconcile
Fake foes who dream of dignity and amity
With a plethora of smiles devoid of bile and guile.
All the time, feel the aroma and drama of love
That fasten diverse strands and threads together
To inspire all souls that aspire to rise above
Iniquity, envy, pettiness and jealousy for a mourning mother.
All the time, feel the hour and power of prayer
That in their purity and maturity praise the Creator
Who showers blessings, graces and favours in every layer
Where humankind acknowledges its supreme manufacturer and initiator.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Amen!