Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,
Sonnet: On God - Poem by Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,
'Strange are the ways of God, 'None can forecast';
The unseen Master of the Universe;
He knew the present, future and the past;
Despite all afflictions, no one should curse.
God plays chess with a billion at a time;
And none can challenge him, nor ever win;
He calls the weather changes and each clime;
He can redeem man from all mortal sin.
God is the embodiment of all love;
The fountain-Spring that can never go dry;
All things on earth are decided above;
God knows each heart and every Being’s cry.
How can we fail to serve our Master, God?
Because of whom we came, our only Lord.
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