true softly I could not understand
seemingly they won’t offend
The moon smiled broadly at me
I heard her melody in the humming me
my heart leaps up
Oh dear God, so much splendor
the path I am walking
there’s so much amor
lights up as a rainbow lane
the beautiful wild rose
and the petals, she arose,
but did not pose
all other things still slumbering
reverberating thoughts within me
all these magic moments’ visions
are no apparitions
the mockingbird is still alert
the nightingale truest songbird
my Lord, Thou hath spoken
through slumberland
i heard Thy Voice as crystal that clear
Thou art for me
never a mystery
the One and Only God I am talking to
Thy Atmosphere
never a woe
Thou hath shown to i
the lighted paths and loveliest flowers,
the most magical moments and the heaviest showers
for every thing, oh dear Lord, i bet
that for every thing i get
i’m humbly and bow my head
i kneel down for Thee
i say serious solemn words to Thee
my inside hearth limitless and full glory
my sinful heart and soul
Thou maketh me each time whole
Last night i awoke
My dreamy senses spoke
due to Thee, oh dear Lord
through slumberland with Thee aboard
i heard Thy Voice so crystal clear
Thou knoweth, with Thee i never fear
i now land with such an apt
in your caring- loving lab
this is no rap but a solemn pray
we do that all, in our own way
please, listen to my hearth’s fire whisper
the Lord has just lighted
please say for each day
a humble and simple pray
for all things heaviest most painful and tragic
and for all things blooming and blessings psychic
say it please, humbly full sobriety in all solemn
dear Lord, Thy Will Be Done….
© Sylvia Frances Chan
AD. Thursday the 23rd of August 2018
@ 9.09 hrs AM West-European Time

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