AND GOD HIDES HIMSESF IN LITTLE THINGS

a maiden had a visit from an admirer, he spoke words of wisdom, she lives alone,her home is under a mango tree

A renowned old admirer,

Sought a beautiful young maiden hidden in rags,

Tis her tilted house faced toward the mire-

And a stew brewing on the fire,

Thus the old admirer’s mouth spilled words of wisdom.

The young maiden just contented to hear;

What beholds her future so dear?

So the old admirer armoured her imagination with,

The possession of others: the world of glitz.

Her dribbling mind he lassoed to reality.

 He made her aware of her modest home, and plain attire.

Thus, these parting words; old Scottie spoke,

The oracles of God: her wretched heart he evokes;

“And God Hides Himself In Little Things.”

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A interesting poem. I like poetry that create thoughts to ponder. This poem did. The young girl had little but sometime wealth and glitz is over-rated. I did like the lines.
“And God Hides Himself In Little Things.”
I do believe we can find beauty and wisdom is secret and unknown places. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Rose of many colours]

Thank You great poet..It is based on a real story...I humbly appreciate your review...It means more than the world to me...

[Sami Khalil]

A very interesting poem. You write splendidly...:)

[Rose of many colours]

Thanks Sami..I always appreciate your imput.. It spured me on to write..

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)