Listening and Loving
Listening And Loving
By Curtis Johnson
There are some who proclaim themselves to be deists
And acknowledge I do exist, but assume no responsibility
There are those who say they are atheists
And claim that I do not exist
There are others who are agnostics
And claim there’s no way they can know
But to those who believe in me, but stand afar
As you ponder what I think, ask me if you dare
Pause and come to me, and see that I really do care
Many think that I am a mystery; others stand and stare
Those who heartily believe, and love up close, are rare
Of your love and your desire for me, I am aware
I am always watching you, just waiting to share
Your fears and your pain, I do want to bare
Do not think that I am far, and somewhere way up there
You need not think that I am just floating out there in the air
O my child, I even know the color and the texture of your hair
I am hope; I am peace; I am love; and I am fair
O come to me; trust in me; and say a simple prayer
O dear one, I am here; I am there; I am listening; I am God
Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2015
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