Forgiveness
On my knees, humbly, Thee I implore,
My Lord,
To forgive me, your foolish servant
For
Complaining for having not
The things I desired:
The color of eyes I wished for,
The gorgeous ears,
The lovely nose
The fine-looking hands
The straight legs,
The stunning body,
Instead of
Thanking Thee for what Thou to
Me have given:
Eyes that your creation
Can see,
Ears that Thy melodies enable
Me enjoy,
A nose that nature’s aromas
let me scent,
Hands that allow me to touch and
To caress,
Legs that permit me to move about
And
Finally, a body swift and strong to
Keep me healthy for such a very
Long time.
Show Thy mercy, my Lord, I Thee beseech
Cause
I have failed the worth of all Thy divine gifts,
Sooner to realize!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
28 AUGUST 2014
Copyright © Demetrios Trifiatis | Year Posted 2014
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