To My Creator

In the dusk of darkness, 
Chillness in the wind 
Whispers to me to wake up 
To view the glory...... 

My Heart is in pain
As I wish to whisper 
My pain in the vesper 
To my creator, 

In the dusk of darkness, 
I moved my steps forward 
The vesper to whisper
My sorrows...

As I whispered my
State of pauper 
In the vesper 
To the almighty,

Distance with my creator
Vanished in silence 
In the vesper as I whispered 
With my earnest prayer.... 

All my sorrows 
Turned into delight, 
With my sound silence 
Of whisper to my creator!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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June 11, 2020 at 8:16 AM
God makes all things good. Thank you for the beautiful poem.
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