You Behold My Hand Poem by Kumarmani Mahakul
You Behold My Hand
Dear, oh dear, my sweet love
I know you nest in heaven
You call but I am busy here
On Earth I get happiness.
I do not know why it happens
Why wealth and fame attract
I do not why I do not feel
Your love is eternal I forget.
I repent on bed of birth, death
But while living I do not do so
This might be hurting you again
But what should I do? It is sad.
Dear beloved father you forgive
You paint my morning sky sure
In purity let me feel right duty
You behold my hand in deep love.
You direct me in right direction
I understand and now I awake
I know you love me very deeply
I promise to walk holding love.
A poem in the form of prayer coming straight from heart.. and when you talk of (higher) truth, leave designing to the tailor, as Einstein said.
Dear beloved father you forgive You paint my morning sky sure In purity let me feel right duty You behold my hand in deep love. The great and intense dear to be pure......your soul cries. i hear it. tony
Wen dear God holds hand we find righteous path to walk. This poem is very lovely and interesting. Thank you very much for sharing this.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Your heartfelt prayers are marvelously sketched with love and admiration. Thank you for sharing.