Can You See?
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Written on December 6, 2023
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I can’t see the muses,
Before they steal my heart.
There are simply no excuses,
For the wonder they impart.
I can’t see the wind,
Before it attacks the calm,
Leaving me resigned,
For storms who recite their psalm.
I can’t see the change,
Before it calls out my name,
It can feel so strange,
For change, at times, will blame.
I can’t see the song,
Before it soothes my soul,
Making me feel like I belong,
For a song can surely console.
I can’t see the dawn,
When Winter erases the sun,
Causing the gray to drag on,
For the frost to have its fun.
I can’t see the godsends,
Even though they’re everywhere,
Many times, they come as friends,
For hearts who smile a prayer.
I can’t see the reality,
When someone tells a lie,
It takes a while until I see,
For wisdom breathes a sigh.
I can’t see the timeless beauty,
In a heart of gold,
She shines like it is her duty,
For kindness has much to behold.
I can’t see the spring,
As autumn changes the scene,
But it’s such an amazing thing,
For the sun to erase the green.
I can’t see the night,
When the dawn rises to reveal,
All the wonders so bright,
For this joy of daybreak is surreal.
I can’t see the love,
That flows inside a twinkling,
When feelings rise above,
For the devotion in an inkling.
I can’t see the grace,
God’s only Son came to bring,
This is surely God’s embrace,
For His love is a wellspring.
I can’t see the way,
Beyond the ache, the tears,
But, He makes everything okay.
He silences all my fears.
I can’t see beyond this life,
But I know One who can see it all,
And He is the answer to my strife.
For His grace is there when I fall.
I can’t see so much in this life.
Often, I’m disillusioned by loss.
So He revealed to me, the afterlife,
For love, I laid it all at the cross.
I can’t see through the clouds,
Making out those blessings so sweet,
Even though I’m surrounded by crowds,
For the moment, I feel so very complete.
I can’t see everything, but I know
When I reach out to Jesus, the Son,
The glory of God will always flow,
For His love has only just begun!
I can’t see Him,
Yet He abides with me.
Just like an old, old hymn…
Therefore, I’m forever free.
Forever, yes forever – I will see!
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2023
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