You Behold My Hand Comments

A poem in the form of prayer coming straight from heart.. and when you talk of (higher) truth, leave designing to the tailor, as Einstein said.

Dear beloved father you forgive You paint my morning sky sure In purity let me feel right duty You behold my hand in deep love. The great and intense dear to be pure......your soul cries. i hear it. tony

Wen dear God holds hand we find righteous path to walk. This poem is very lovely and interesting. Thank you very much for sharing this.

You never disappoint with your words, very emotive. Kudos

My sweet one. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

Your heartfelt prayers are marvelously sketched with love and admiration. Thank you for sharing.