~ Here With My Father ~

Creation whispers, listen,
hearken to the wind,
rustling the trees, let leaves sway
fall,
there is God and I.

Eagle soars, the sky his home,
the cliffside stark, I cannot fly,
I feel the grass, beneath my feet,
here,
my God and I.

Rivers roar, the endless rush
flooding earth, parched, I softly
pray, secure
in my
Father God am I.

Every day, from morning's dawn
along each path, til sunset red
In deepest night,
alone,
in God's love am I.

~*~

Soft Whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems © August 2009
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Poetry From The Heart