The Presence of God

The pressence of God
The presence of God is in the things he created
The beauty of the leaves serrated
The height of the hills
The might of flapping fins
The melody of the sunbirds
The oneness of travelling ants
The orange setting sun
The bald peeping moon
Smiles that awaken the souls in gloom

The presence of God is in all I see
The falling stars that serenades the moon
Heavy rains wiping the tears of noon
The barren nature of the deserts
And the solitude with which it serves

Honestly, I don’t find God in church
But in forests, mountains and places as such
In the gospel preached by whispers of wind
And the soothing touch of grass on my feet

I find God in strangest of phenomena
In the Sirens of Silence
In the wails of still waters
In the overflow of aridity
And the abundance of scarcity

For he left his thumbprint in all he created
And to him be glory belated

For he left his thumbprint in all he created
And to him be glory belated

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10 thoughts on “The Presence of God”

  1. Reblogged this on Stepping Toes and commented:
    When we look around us we shall be able to see enough proof of the presence and work of the divine Creator. We only have to open our eyes and our heart. Without opening ourselves for the Most High it can well be we stay blind, blinded by the super strong light creation provides.

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    1. your comment is on point. the proof of his existence is in the divinity of his creation, I mean how could big bang result in a creation so perfect? Looking at his creation there is order that can never be achieved by these other theories science forces us to believe. thanks Marcus for reblogging .

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