Sonnet: On God

'Strange are the ways of God, 'None can forecast';
The unseen Master of the Universe;
He knew the present, future and the past;
Despite all afflictions, no one should curse.

God plays chess with a billion at a time;
And none can challenge him, nor ever win;
He calls the weather changes and each clime;
He can redeem man from all mortal sin.

God is the embodiment of all love;
The fountain-Spring that can never go dry;
All things on earth are decided above;
God knows each heart and every Being’s cry.

How can we fail to serve our Master, God?
Because of whom we came, our only Lord.

by Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,

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