All I Have Received
Love is the subject full of wonders and mysteries;
How I could I begin if He does not dictate.
My mind is so feeble and uselessly complicated;
Divine Word has outlined my miseries!
Hopeless is my inability for noble;
Only Heart-to-heart communion my soul relies on,
On the shadow when He passes by,
An adaptability of the Presence
Poet's Notes about The Poem
May I give Him all my thoughts, my first offering;
Even those are His reflections.
I love, Lord.
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