what do they think
those creatures of His?
ladybug
turtle
tree
sparrow
flower
i mused by my power
their thoughts
we aren't privy to
but if only
we knew
we'd be amazed
me and you
i know they think
because when He returns
trees clap their hands
Creation itself
applauds as it stands
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem