March 21st, 2018

I hear the trees whisper your name
I feel my soul seek to claim
that hope that the essence of your love remains
as that daily prayer that gives me faith
and though we so often fail
to see Gods mirror through mayas veil
we can be seen by the presence that shows
what only our true self can know


but I recognize that God can see
the good in us eternally
and when we slip and fall
there is some unseen hand
that is there and understands it all


perhaps it’s the presence who hears our call
and though we don’t see it
is there through it all


with those whispers in the trees
that answers our hearts deepest pleas
to guide us one when we’re lost and in need
and to forgive us and set us free


so I reach my arms into the air
to try to feel your presence near
anq d I read my daily prayers
and carry on as you would have me here