A Poem for Priests, Presidents and Popes!!!

FOUNTAIN

(January 25, 2015)

Watching the silence of the morning turn into movement.

Dogs barking and birds’ songs.

Feeling the intensity of all the World’s problems,

And concentrating on everything from atoms to universes.

Sending off prayers and aspirations.

What is our little existence, so joyful and full of hopes,

That it aspires to reach to even priests, presidents and Popes?

An early morning filled with activity and prayer.

Expectant, wise, knowing, convinced,

That there is a greater power somewhere out there!

Perhaps held deep within!

                        By: Karla