You email a photograph
of a hand holding a baby
and surely all of us,
are in the hand of the Almighty.
Even if our things look grim and dark
He still stays in control
and sometimes He let us wait a while
and at times we just don’t,
see the way that He blesses us.
Some times it happens
that we do not understand things,
and at times
we do not know the way
that life’s path leads.
He still plans the right way
and even when it doesn’t feel so,
He determine that things work out
for the best. and His hand
stays almighty and strong.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem