We are all Pilgrims
from far-away lands
like allians we come
but this is my real home
and here will I forever remian
be it shine or rain;
in this Holy place
I come to feel your presence
Lord, for your wounded love
I will pay Love for Love
then my concupiscence vices pudge away
as in profound mortification I lay
but ye, my every weakness
heal holistically, my blindness;
So that I may always abide
in thy sacred bleeding side
bounded each to each in trend
until life fades to our destined end.
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Beautiful philosophical poem on faith, life and death has been inscribed by you astutely and touchingly. Thank you dear Oduma for sharing this poem here.10
until life fades to our destined end. Wonderful! Well penned dear poet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We are all pilgrims, noblemen among genuine human beings and come to this world momentarily and depart when called for by the Almighty........Alex.......this is very heavenly indeed........well scripted.....thanks for sharing...10
Thanks noble sir I appreciate your comments of encouragement