In the dew cup
in the blue sky
under the grass bed
within the breezing cool
somebody is hiding
with his fairy looks
he gestures oceans and lakes
to quench our thirsts
and draws water from earth
to skies to shower back
cooling the parched lips
of suffering earth
noble are the mansions
of unseen love
divine are the actions
of unseen God
Begging at the altar
with a filthy heart
full of muddy egoes
and swarthy lusts
my stinking body
he suffers
and streaming tears
he stops
I a part of his illusion
or he the source of my innovation
my being
just a passing shadow
when thoughts die
or put to rest
I am no more
nor YOu are here
Lord has got a big big heart
it encompasses
the globe and more
it beats
as I retreat
my fears
it sees
my steps
he secures
my sadness
he wipes
but only time takes
and his hour
is my Century
his seconds
are my life span
I am hurt deeply
with little nos
his tests are to improve
my emotions are simply unproved
I still wander, on and on
like the soap bubbles
my faith colourfully shines
just a second
and burst opens
giving place to news....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very nice to read.......and beutifully expressed.