Poem -

The hand of God

The hand of God

Where do the winds come from, 
the ocean 
And where does the ocean come from,
the earth 
And where does the earth come from,
the universe 
And where does the universe come from,
your soul, 
And where does your soul come from, 
The hand of God

 

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Melissa Caron

WOW!! I really like this one, at first it sounds like an atheists poem but like usual you completely surprised me with the ending.  I literally visualized God creating each in every soul after reading that last verse. Wonderfully done Jai!! You earned my 5 star vote and an addition to my favorites as well!

Sincerely, 

Melissa <3

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Jai Masters

Now I am privelaged for your good words, 

A better day since you said lovely things. Thank you. 

Kind rgs Jai :)

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Melissa Caron

My pleasure friend, beautiful poetry deserves encouraging comments, and I consider you to be a very unique and mysterious poet. That also is what I enjoy about you, we never know what to expect.  A constant surprise with a unique twist in every poem you write, that I have read so far.

Sincerely,

Melissa <3

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Jai Masters

It's very nice of you to say this because I am 

only the writer, the rest you can attribute to the 

Universe. This is why we write.

We are all doing the same "work" to an end. 

Fate will bring us together. Thank you again, 

Best wishes Jai :) 

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