Friday, July 1, 2011

The Presence of God

Star-struck I am.
By the total goodness of God.
In everything, there is nothing
That does not shine with His brilliance.

No soft beauty that caresses my heart
Fails the touch of God:
He whispers on each warm wind,
Blazes in every rose,
Sparkles in each sun shower.

The kind word
Or compassionate touch
That passes between friends
Is the greeting of God's love.

The wonder is I'm woven into others.
A silken garment,
Embroidered with gold
And embellished God's love.


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