My dream

I look through the trees,
Through the green branches
Traveling white fluffys
They run from the sun.
I lay in the green grass 
What God has created 
Laid here before us 
With his heart and his hand.
Why does he do it ? 
Give us such beauty ? 
Or is He a They? 
Not Woman or Man.
She says just have faith
He walks beside you 
Though you can't see 
Believe me he's there.
help me? I am nothing 
But I feel he is waiting 
He sees but says nothing
Just holds out his hand. 
He speaks through his heart
Not saying just feeling 
I am here for you child,  
If you are willing .
He tells me to put 
One foot before me
And I will be moving
Closer to God.
Is that why you came here? 
He smiles and he's nodding . 
I thought you forgot me 
I'm told always I'm bad
He pulls me to him
Still keeping silent 
He takes the bad memories,
All the tears and the violence 
I open my eyes 
He looks for a long time 
He is healing the tiny cracks 
Inside my hearts home
He says he is going 
He says do what I tell you,
And you'll feel me beside you 
You are never alone 

TAH
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