Worship

This poem is personal, but to be very clear I do not worship the person I am writing about. I worship God for this person's existence.

your voice resonates within me.

i hear it.

rich and soft.

i smile effortlessly.

i lift my hands to the sky,

close my eyes,

and i breathe.

and i thank God for

you.

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

A brief, spare poem that says much. The unnamed one must be a special person indeed.

[Faith Anderson]

Thank you! They are, indeed!