by Gabriel Pinatacan
The birds sing, the bees hum
The stars do glow above the sun
The wind blows, the rain hushes
The river fondly runs in its rushes
The trees dances, the flowers praises
In its love the world rejoices
I seek no more, no more to seek
Nothing's obscure the world did heed
I am Loved!
- Share this Poem:
Last updated August 28, 2011