If this journey on earth I sojourn
In abundance and blissful satiated
And the end unprepared to me comes
Rejected in His bosom for life undeserving
The bliss and abundance nothing is paled
What then is the gain of my birth.
(Sunday 2nd February,2020,12.00n00n)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We all move towards one and only one Mark. Till then we all meet and depart at different times in this sojourn- this life. The aim of our life is to attain Him. Good poem Kingsley. Wisdom words 10+