I heard they say God never lives

I heard they say
God never lives
I’d say they be fool
For they never spoke to me

He sits my house
a rest of a long evening
And ask that light dim face
After a hard day on the fields

he cares and prune the skin for free
With heart in sun,
palms all dip in silt

His shadow proclaim of mighty deeds
Water ooze of beauty in release

Plant share secret of mysteries
To ears bend at its table for a drink

Ants salute the mighty king
Lowly to repair their broken bridge

Rocks revere the majesty
Master work, in order and bliss

How then you haven’t seen
Nor care to join when we gather
In winter’s wind

God lived, lives and would always live

MO.

Image courtesy: koolfuninfo.blogspot.com

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About Michael Ogundele

A writer, ardent reader and lover of nature. fell in love with writing five years back and I've been engraved in her arms ever since. I share my little way of writing poetry and reflections based on Catholic faith and Spirituality on this space. I hope you enjoy reading as we ride the same chariot to the leafy greens. Do follow me and together, let us jump into the ocean of my ink.
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