God In Our First Meeting Poem by james watkin

God In Our First Meeting



Anonymously, as the nameless angel
Of its hand, to every coincidence
Fastens His correspondence.

Just so undisclosed, just so informing
As can our wonder start. Angel's nudge
As much, our belief to budge.

Friday, January 18, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: god,love
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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