Today's poem: My name is Mr Bus

Hi! there
My name is Mr Bus

Just like God made you
You made Mr Bus 
Out of earth

By the original source
God's hands work through us

Just reflect on this meaning
Who we are in the soul

We move Mr Bus 
By the four wheels 

God moves us all

By wheels of inspiration 
By wheels of reflection 
By wheels of thinking
By wheels of  feelings 

They create roads of our needs
They create roads of our problems
They create roads of our solutions
They create roads of our compromises

Mr Bus is joined to you
Like your uncle and aunt

I am Mr Bus
But an extension 
Of the original source

That is the beauty 
Travelling as well

In your poem or my poem

Without potholes
In our souls of faith