Holy beautiful nun, you tax my memory, <br />Over you boys are flaunting their abilities <br />To shoulder a social taboo <br />While some dance in heartful joy <br />For the glory of the Lord hoped to come. <br /> <br />And you, with proud regalia of faith <br />Your hands outstretched to the sky in worship <br />Of God of your dear religion. <br /> <br />You looked down at these boys who <br />Worship you and wonder how God of this religion <br />Could bestow such unbeatable beauty <br />on you alone <br />And yet not let you be a bride some day. <br /> <br />Hey! holy beautyful nun, I love you like the <br />Host of these young boys <br />hovering around you <br />you like bees to their hive. <br /> <br />And I younger, and my love stronger, <br />We could go yonder together. <br />I am sure the father would be glad to see <br />us together. <br /> <br />So why don't you lay down those regalia <br />To a new world full of love <br />Which I will show you. <br /> <br />In you have I built my faith, we could live happy <br />Thru' eternity.<br /><br />Efe Benjamin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/call-of-the-river-nun/
