CONVERSING WITH GOD
Lying in my bed thinking…
Thinking, thinking, thinking
Simply ravages me…
Overthinking always brings light,
Even when it harms.
Coping with metaphysical questions,
disarms
Too weak to understand
Too strong to hand my destiny to the one that commands
The earths and the skies
The heavens and the seas that,
I, Bewildered, can only see
God the Great! I whisper to myself
God my lover and beloved,
With tears in my eyes rolling
God the Savior! Having lifted me up
From the rubbles of oblivion at times
Out of the ultimate abyss that,
in my deepest recess feel,
that I zealously pour into these lines…
May my loving words withstand the test of time!
May my devotion never degrade,
lose glamour, or fade out!
Always on my mind,
Never out of my heart
Remembering you even when I forget
That your blessings never leave me
That your infinite mercy,
endlessly fill my disempowered soul!
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