The Hand of God
The Hand of God
remains unseen
but held in faith
the believing is in us.
Like love
it is jealously treasured
held tight against the heart
and our very soul.
Faith is a gift
we often fail to recognize
while seeking it in every corner
desirous of it being within.
The journey of life
remains unknown and unrevealed
as we travel it unseen
in search of the way home.
The heart of God
is where we are birthed
the mind and thought of God
are the how and why we live
And in the end
we finally return
with all life lessons learned
to the Hand of God.
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