The friendly Lord goes from door in door With presents for all to distribute: The peace of the eternity, the divine joy, the truth The light of the beyond, the immortal life.
In exchange He asks with a big smile The poisons which destroy the soul and the body, Blind passions, anger, intolerance, desires, Violence, enjoyments, lies, and fears.
Cursing Him, people slam the door in his face. To a passer-by, laughingly He offers his heavenly presents. The unfortunate runs away as if unhappily He met the devil himself,
The Lord always smiling continues his road. In the middle of the night, He returns with a few faithful friends. Looking at his basket still full, they sigh: ” People do not want to see You, why do you go to meet them! They make fun of the divine truth. “
The Lord smiles: “As long as the people are well, they laugh at the doctor. I always wait for the patients who suffer In their souls in this bitter society. People are very unhappy but hang on to the ruined life, For how long! …A little more patience!”
Behind the disaster a magnificent Dawn is getting ready. The Divine lives in the heart of everyone. It is He who decides the blessed Hour.
