Heaven's population was rejoicing, the moments of our first encountering. God speaks through many sources, were the ears of our inner man hearing his voices. So many falling stars, could they be shouting. Destiny! Destiny! no doubt about it. Coincidences are not apart, neither is luck, our steps are ordered so let's buckel up. Traveling this journey, an ordained purpose. Don't let it be like Barnum and Bailey circus. Black sky with gleeming pearls, Romantic and pure as the first girl. Such a blessed evening, hope has risen. It is possible love from which God has given. Sneak previews, missing the highest expectation. Wanting in my womb, can't bring me back the original generation. My feet are planted in a rock. This is what holds me to the love I already got.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting point of view... good write