My Lord My God, thank you for the five senses.
Sense of sight to see the wonders of your creation,
Sense of hearing, the sounds of nature,
Sense of smell to soak the aroma in the air,
Sense of taste, the difference, the foods make,
Sense of touch, the rough, the smooth of life.
My Lord My God, thank you for the five senses,
Without sight, one can feel around,
Without hearing, one can but walk around,
Without taste, one can be fed to survive,
Without the sense of smell, one can live,
Without touch, one can move around.
But I wonder, how I could survive, without the sixth sense,
The sense to pray, because without prayer, life is but an empty shell,
Without praise, life is colorless,
And without thanks, life is not worth living.
Only when one prays, thanks and glorifies God,
Does the five senses come alive, to make the sixth sense to stand apart.
Victor Jasti lives in India and is passionate about writing short stories based on the Bible and real incidents. He also writes Christian fiction and poetry. Five of his poems were published in Temporal Currents compiled by an American author, Ms. Christine Tricarico.