With Joy I don’t cry

July 10, 2009 by energy mavaza ·
Filed under: Poetry, Spirituality for such a time 

God’s love is wide like sea,

Once was blind but now i see.

With joy i kissed the blue sky,

But with joy never did i cry.

Whether i own all silver and gold,

Whether i meet my dead  friend of old,

Might i become a King under the sun

My tears of joy don’t sip for fun.

But when my heart is sturbed with words

Tears of anger flock out like birds.

Any words that are inflictious and sarcastic,

Leave my eyes in sorrowfull and pathetic.

Whether i’m promised wings to fly,

Ecstacy and bliss may lift me high

But as long i’m in this earth of sorrows

My tears of joy will never kiss my brows.

Its because food never healed hunger.

All joy is vanity beyond stood anger.

When my joy will forever endure

Tears down my cheek i will ensure

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