A Prayer In Darkness Comments

Thank God the stars are set beyond my power, If I must travail in a night of wrath, Thank God my tears will never vex a moth, Nor any curse of mine cut down a flower........beautiful prayer, thankfulness and gratefulness to God; beautiful poem articulated; pleasure to read

This is very inspiring indeed and so beautifully scripted touches my heart......10++

in my madness if I strike me dead, Heed you the grass that grows upon my grave. If I must travail in a night of wrath, Thank God my tears will never vex a moth, Nor any curse of mine cut down a flower. fill the heart with love and not with hatred. tony

Well articulated and nicely brought forth with spiritual insight. Thanks for sharing.

" The shining silence of the scorn of God" An out standing conceptualization worthy of selection as classic poem of the Day.

A beautiful poem on Nature relating to human is astutely executed. Nice work done by Gilbert Keith Chesterton.

ah! here's a poem by a man who understood both God in Christ and in nature and who understood his place in the grand scheme of things. -gk

Remarkable and deserving of POD

Nice poem of nature including human nature. Third stanza is exceptionally beautiful. Thanks a lot.

Thank God my tears will never vex a moth, Nor any curse of mine cut down a flower. poem of goodness. G.K. chesterton

A heart-felt prayer and a beautiful poem touching one's core.

An arresting religious poem, with some unexpected paradoxes: 'And He that hung upon the Torturing Tree/ Heard all the crickets singing, and was glad.' At his best, Chesterton still speaks to us in his poems-like this one- and a few novels.

A beautiful prayer to God wet with divine wishes, thanks for the sharing.

I relate to and appreciate the awareness Chesterton shows here for his own negativity and his not wanting to foist it on things in nature which he loves. The last stanza made me smile. And there’s a muscularity in his word choice I like. -GK

Poem Hunter is the most boring poetry site on the net.

The world and Nature persist despite our; raves and snarls'

Well composed by Gilbert Keith Chesterton. Beautiful poem.

Let the world be fed! ! With the muse of the truth. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

excellent stanza and writings- Thank God the stars are set beyond my power, If I must travail in a night of wrath, Thank God my tears will never vex a moth, Nor any curse of mine cut down a flower. great

'Thank God my tears will never vex a moth, Nor any curse of mine cut down a flower'............Beautiful thought!