(A Love Letter from God to His Children)
I know you like the back of my hand,
Like sun’s rays,
Shining through,
Broken glass on your window pane,
Like the seeds that fall,
From your garden’s bloom,
Like the rain,
That smears lipstick upon your chin,
Or the house fly that sits,
On your cupboard’s rim.
Like the sound lodged in your throat,
When you cannot speak,
Like the desert wind,
Knows a cactus’ brittle skin,
Or earth’s most barren places,
Know their fruitful twin,
Same as the blistering sun,
Knows it’s worshipers,
And glistening stars know,
Their dreamers…
I have known and loved you
From time’s begin,
Have staked my claim…
Still, you don’t see me.
-Gilda Patricia
…like the rain that smears lipstick upon your chin” wow ! He knows us more than we know ourselves , how we know HIM..that counts. Beautiful one Gilda .
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Yes! So very glad you liked and took the time to comment. Thank you Kamakhya 🙂
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So true Gilda…we receive His bounty and yet we don’t see Him. Beautifully expressed. 😀
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Thanks for liking! A reminder, even for myself, to remember to look. Because God is always there!❤️❤️❤️. Have a good night🌜!
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Thank you 😙😙😙😙😙
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this brought tears to my eyes, Gilda. Indeed He knows and loves us even before we are so unworthy of Him. ❤ Thank you. This is a blessing.
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So very glad you liked, Rosema! Yes, God is good!!
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amen!
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