DO YOU BELIEVE IN GOD PRESENCE?

His Presence
A friend of mine asked me
how should I accept the true
In someone I never noticed,
Nor spoken phrases from.

I notion, possibly, I need to give an explanation for
simply why I don't have any doubt
That it become God's creativeness
That introduced this world approximately.

I only need to look around
To understand that he is there.
I see, and sense, and listen Him.
that is why i'm so conscious.

I see Him in the raindrops
That nourish bushes and vegetation.
I see Him in the rainbows
That sometimes observe showers.

I see Him in a mother's love
whilst looking at her child.
So thankful that this miracle
Is natural and undefiled.

I see Him inside the wrinkled face
that is visible so many years,
knowing it turned into religion in Him
That overcame all fears.

I hear Him whilst a meadowlark
Trills out its happy song.
I pay attention to Him whilst the thunder
Comes forth so loud and strong.

I see the splendor of Him
inside the butterflies on wing.
The feathers of the peacock
Are the colours He can convey.

I experience Him while a playful breeze
Blows lightly through my hair.
whilst the solar shines warmly on my face,
I recognize that he's there.

His energy suggests within the mountains
And the ever pounding seas.
A kitten's purred affection
suggests how mild love may be.

it's actual I don't have any photographs
To hold upon my wall.
I do not want a portrait,
His presence to do not forget.

For folks that want to pay attention,
it is played during the land.
The symphony of life itself,
Directed by His hand.