Be Joyful

Let the saints be joyful in glory and,
Let them sing aloud on their beds!
For the sound of the rain is heard all over;
And we have to give ear to this poem.

I will give you grain, wine and oil for my love;
And of the sweet incense from my aroma to keep you calm,
For i am sent on this earth to help others!
Because i am like a father to the fatherless and,
A mother to the motherless as well in this universe!

STones of turquoise,
Foundation of sapphires,
Winfdows of rubies,
Gates of crystal,
And walls of precious stones!
Give seed to the farmer and let the saints be joyful;
For there is more to the earth itself than thought!

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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