All through the night I heard the whisperings of my soul
repeating God's love thoughtfully, gently, filled with
serenity.
Sincere feelings pulling at heart-strings, never touched
except by God.
Aware of the beauty of His nature, sightfully watching,
always praising Him through the gift of poetry He has
given to me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem. Soothing to the spirit.