My God does not abide in man-made structures.
He is free in the towering trees and fresh dawn.
His voice whispers in the wind,
And His gentle touch guides my way.
My God is the beauty of the blue ocean,
The bright stars in the night sky,
And the splendour of the mountains.
My God is the flower in the meadow,
The innocent children at play,
And the delight in their laughter.
My God is the comfort in the sorrow,
The hope in the despair,
And the compassion in the heart.
My God is love.
Copyright © 2011 Norma Martiri
Form: Free Verse