Divinity Ring

A last autumn leaf, pale and dry, fallen, swinging and gliding, in the wind as they carried lightly and gaily like a palanquin bearer, up to the brook at the feet of the mountain, surrounded by shadowy beautiful trees and finally dropped the leaf there, Where an ant was playing a game of life and death. Ant rushed on the life boat with enchanting and leaf whispered, ’Lord you ‘re great’ and happily greeted the ant, ‘sit in ease’ Slowly they reached at the bank of the brook ‘Thank you very much my savior’ said ant Leaf thanked Lord and said I must say thanks to you So as I chosen by Him to save, Now I knew this: Till there is life, death can’t sting How beautiful is the divinity ring! Suddenly a stone fallen on leaf and turned to pieces; killed Ant prostrated and whispered, Lord Glory to be my Lord “Thou Art Savior”