Sunday - Poem.... Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan
Sunday - Poem....
From Dust To Dust....
We all still grow,
even after we die
we do not stop growing
after being buried
our body is still breathing
gasses cannot be heard
and are invisible
constantly coming out all the time
unseen and unheard
after so many years
oft the coffin would be opened
be not shocked or surprised
the bones remain silent
our descendants would see
only dust and nothing but dust
no more love, life, wealth, happiness, sorrow,
they all see that day which we always call TOMORROW
these remnants are just one dry dusty whole
while the souls
are in heaven or not
they are on their last spot
As Jesus said once….
gather nothing,
since you are born with nothing,
do not gain wealth, when you die, you cannot take with,
all the wealth you possess,
it will only cause much stress
born with not a thing
die with nothing
you came from dust
you go back into dust....
SUNDAY, the 31st of MARCH 2019 -
....Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was:
and the spirit shall return unto God Who gave it.—
Ecclesiastes 12: 7, KJV
and the spirit shall return unto God Who gave it.—
Ecclesiastes 12: 7, KJV
SUNDAY The 31st of MARCH 2019 -
Thank you so much for your generous comment and compliments on my Sunday Poem So happy to know that you are all here to read my new poem and give such wonderful response.To Akhtar Sir, to Master Poet Kumarmani Mahakul Sir, to Becca, to Flower, and to Mahtab. May God Bless you all in Abundance. Amen.
I have said God is the only poet, we are just readers of his works, I love poetry that honor him, it is so much better to give than receive, we can take nothing with us but we can establish a name him by and in his mercy and underserved kindness we just might find it in the book of life, I admire your faith reflecting in this poem: -)
Thank you so much, Mahtab. You have thought sharpest, dear poet. God Blesses you.
Wow! Wow! Wow! Oh dear nice poetess, your word are really very nice. More love, health, wealth and happiness we get reading this gem. This deserves full 10...Wow! Wow!
Thank you for the 10, but this you must know either: .....BORN with not a thing DIE with nothing.....Thank you for your great enthusiasm.
Ever so heart felt! .. And beautifully expressed! .. Ever so many 10S! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! .........................+++++ and Thank you for sharing these! ..
You're most welcome, Becca! Thank you for your generous many 10S! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! .........................+++++. God Blesses you, Becca. Amen.
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As Jesus said once…. gather nothing, since you are born with nothing, do not gain wealth, when you die, you cannot take with, all the wealth you possess, it will only cause much stress..................This is poetry, I am speechless!
Thank you so much, dear Akhtar Sir, for your valuable feedback and your ardent compliment. G.B.U.