Whenever I start to think that God doesn't exist
He has the audacity to prove me wrong every single time.
Is the question that surfaces from my simple-minded thoughts
As I am caught
Dumbfounded when something that is not of my or any other human hand
Has happened right before my eyes
The word surprised doesn't even begin to describe
How I feel.
At that point
I have no choice but to look up and acknowledge the love that I am not worthy of
So as I glance
I ask once more,
Copyright © Daniel Koria | Year Posted 2019
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