The Hymn Of Angels Poem by Maria Shipka

Hymn of Angels.

I don't seek the God
in the temples and churches.
I don't need an interpreter
to could with him speak.
In my heart is he hidden,
as in the hearts of all us,
His loving words can be heard
entering the deepest room
inside our own hearts.
His presence in all can be find
what is surrounded around us.
In the sound of the river
his peaceful voice is heard.
In the blows of the breeze
his gentle hugs are offered.
In the rays of the Sun
his sweet kisses are felt.
In the drops of the rain
promise of life hidden is,
in the songs of the birds
the hymn of Angels sounds...

(c) shipka