THE SPIRIT
At first, it seemed as if God walked
through the garden of my life
on velvet kitten paws,
gifting me with fleet impression
of brushing, soft caress
and leaving feather light prints
in the tender earth
of my spirit.
But, in later times, God climbed
the granite mountain
of my will
using painful stake and hobnail boots
to gain each foothold,
bringing about His kingdom
through the thundering voice
of circumstance.
Then, recently, I sensed God lost,
absent on Sabbatical
of undetermined length
leaving only fading echoes
in my memory.
Until, at last, in desert night
and aching loneliness
I faced my emptiness
And discovered Her
within.
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