My children do not insist on creating me in the image of man.
By doing so you deprive yourself of the ever achieving the ability to understand.
I was not created for I am the creator of all... everything on the Earth.
The stars, sun and moon and everything created from the dirt.
I created the forces of the universe and the air that you breathe each day.
If you would understand my true being your will kneel down and pray.
You should know, my son that I am the force of life and sustain all those living.
You are my creation and I beseech you to be loving, caring and giving.
Do not try to put me into perspective which is easy to understand.
Know that to know me better your mind, soul and spirit must expand.
You cannot see me for my light is much too bright.
If I allowed you to look you would truly lose your sight.
So satisfy your heart to simply know of my ever present love.
One day when your have spiritual eyes I will lift you up above.
Then you and me, my son will sit down and you will see
That my light shines brightly for eternity.
Blessings,
Joyce B.
Your inspiration and sound belief system echoes profoundly in this poem. This is a beautiful testament to your faith and a wonderful reminder that God's love is everywhere.
Jill
(((HUGS))) And much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D