Hear Me

Some people need to be famous,

And others need to be rich;

But there are days,

I don’t even think,

I need to be loved,

As much,

As I need,

To be,

heard.

 

God says, 

“I hear each beat of your heart,

Before you even form a thought,

Or move your lips to speak (a word).

 

As I open my heart,

The peace of God’s truth,

Settles in,

And We share a TENDER SILENCE.

 

“Thank God, You hear me.”

-Gilda Patricia

Author: GILDASPOEMS

Poems that feed the soul

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