T H S

T. H. S ® I never held You but I feel You Its like cuddling with the serenity of the wind, I never imagined You but I know You Because a babe needs no introduction to know her mom, I never felt a pain but I'm pregnant with You Just like gas which comes out from the ass, I never saw You but I believe You Like the general consensus that there's God, You never spoke (aloud) but I hear You; As a telepathic reads every mute statement, I never knew You but I love You Like a mother whose child died at the foetus stage Then I finally knew You and love You the more, The feeling of a stranger turned friend becomes deeper. I never touched You but I sensed You Like the West wind which blows ashore. I never introduced myself but You know me too well: A sculpture needs no introduction to its sculptor Because from mother's womb You formed & knew me, I never called You but You showed up for my rescue Because He who reside in You And goes before You is for You! When I doubted You, You still loved me Because the rain of mercy showers both on them - Both the Abrahams' and the Thomas', When I go the wrong way You move me the right For the leaf in the forest has no choice But to bow to the wish of the wind, No one sees You around me But You amaze and amuse me Like men who are of such sensible & nimble lungs, That they always laugh at nothing. You are the invisible that is visible, You are the invincible that is insuperable, You are not just like the wind; You're a Personality! T. H. S (The Holy Spirit). Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP} Copyright ©2013.