As the leaves rustle across the ground
In the cool autumn breeze
I gaze at Your creation
Where Your beauty is clearly seen
I see Your beauty as the sun comes up
It’s written across the sky
As the sun warms me, I feel Your love
When nighttime settles, I wonder why
Why You choose to share such beauty
With one who fails You every day
Though I fall short time and again
Each morning You meet me anyway
In the quiet moments I sit and think
In awe of what I see
As the wind blows by, I hear Your voice
Whispering to me…
You notice the beauty around you
The intricacies through and through
But as splendid as this all appears
your poetry is beauty, as is your heart
ReplyDelete