G O D,
C A N
Y O U
H E A R
M E ?
Can you hear me?
Vanquished in this mortal shell I cry:
Where are you?
I see your fingerprint in the waves of the hurricane.
Your features in a celestial sky.
The valleys – yes, they are your footprints.
But where are you?
And where are found your courts?
I find them not.
No marble halls of stone or Gold have my travels revealed.
I don’t Understand.
Why you do it this way.
Isn’t there a better way?
Confusion – you beset my mind with it.
You do not make sense.
For I am but a stupid fool.
To Even think I could understand you.
Flesh to comprehend Spirit – impossible.
I look past my vanities.
For I exercise futilities.
To ever believe I could find where you are.
As if there is a place you’re not.
What a waste of time to think…..
how lost to be in searching……
You Understand me
And You know where I am.
Though I know not you the same.