A Song Dedicated To God

On many an idle day have I
grieved over lost time.
But it is never lost, my Lord.
Thou hast taken every moment
of my life in thine own hands.

Hidden in the heart of things
thou art nourishing seeds
into sprouts,
buds into blossoms,
and ripening flowers
into fruitfulness.

I was tired
and sleeping on my idle bed
and imagined all work had ceased.

In the morning I woke up
and found my garden full of
wonders of flowers.

(Excerpt From "Tagor's )

献给上帝的一首歌

许多闲散的日子

感伤蹉跎了光阴

但是 主啊光阴并没有虚度

您 呵护我生命中的 每一刻

潜藏于万物心底

您育化种子

萌芽蓓蕾绽开 花落结实

我困倦地躺在床上

想象万般工作 均已停歇

清晨醒来却发现 花园里

奼紫嫣红 绽放奇迹