Oh, paradox of paradoxes -
God's life in my imperfection!
My thoughts - divine mixed with noxious,
the Spirit's guidance and correction.
The Word eternal daily leads,
and opens internal vision.
God cares for my earthly needs
and for spiritual provision.
In ordinary daily chores
or in my poetry elations
the soul diligently stores
such unmistakable relations.
I am a pilgrim, but He guides.
I'm muddied, but He is pure.
The Spirit that in me resides
knows how to wash me and to cure.
How life eternal could be mine,
it is beyond my comprehension.
My earthly life, mixed with divine,
is entering a new dimension!
03.01.2020
A new dimension
© Copyright: Альбина Кумирова, 2020
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А я попАвши в Стихи-джОн$$ ?????
Серж Фико 14.01.2020 22:02 • Заявить о нарушении
А я попАвши в Стихи-джОн$$ ?????
Серж Фико 14.01.2020 22:02 • Заявить о нарушении
В стихи.ру имеется возможность для публикаций на иностранных языках 😊, а так же переводы.
Альбина Кумирова 14.01.2020 22:24 Заявить о нарушении
Альбина Кумирова 14.01.2020 22:24 Заявить о нарушении
You can’t go home again.The roads are many – all vain?!
Your spirit’s your only host,Your foe? Friend? Neutral being?
And smiles at your direst fling.Beyond the call of duty
This life of mine, so called.I am not shy of beauty,
But beauty is so cold…This pain – my fire eternal –Or is this fire hot?
Consumes, like throat-over-all.
Серж Фико 14.01.2020 22:46 Заявить о нарушении
Your spirit’s your only host,Your foe? Friend? Neutral being?
And smiles at your direst fling.Beyond the call of duty
This life of mine, so called.I am not shy of beauty,
But beauty is so cold…This pain – my fire eternal –Or is this fire hot?
Consumes, like throat-over-all.
Серж Фико 14.01.2020 22:46 Заявить о нарушении