He's Everywhere
He's Everywhere
When first born to stay alive do try
But eventually one day have to die
To stay alive it often had been hard
When our life is lost body will discard
So maybe in a manner of speaking
What is it that we are really seeking?
Perhaps God who our soul did allow
And energy into it He did endow.
A speck of dust just happened to be
Only the distance between God and me
Close must be when we are like that
Unless you are dumber than a door mat
Why should you bother or ever worry
Have to be upset or continue to hurry
Not only is God both here and there
He and His enigma are everywhere.
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2014
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