Like birds in the spring who sing so merrily
with the beginning of each day.
Angels are present to chant a song
which is inviting us into the heavenly abound
welcoming all time and time again.
And both are a reminder of the everlasting
and unwavering love of the divine
for all of his creation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The divine call is always there but we are so engrossed in our worldly matters that we refuse to heed it.......Good Write.......10+++............