My Hen is Drowning in the Sunset

When my soul is silent thinking about the twists and turns of life. How helpless I am as a creature. Do not feel the warm light on my skin, Warms my soul. His beauty made me realize that I still have God to ask for love. Drowning the silence of my soul in its beauty.

Oh, how beautiful your creation, God, how powerful you are, you who create something that always has benefits, even though sometimes we sometimes forget to be grateful for Your blessings.