Samstag, 6. März 2021

Ingrids Auswahl - Ingrids Poetry (208)

 

                                                                 Things we don’t see


We do not see the wind

Still know when he is nigh

Trees sway in gentle motion

When ere he passes by. 

We do not see Corona

Still know when she is nigh

Hearts are filled with fear

Where ere she passes by.

We do not see God's love

Still in our hearts we know

                                                            He longs to bless our lives.

Where ever we may go.

HE grants us time to think

Hoping somehow, we learn

By fears, death, pain and tears,

To Him our hearts will turn.

We need to understand

Our live is in his hand

In time we’re sure to tell

Agree and freely there profess.

“HE” does’ all things well.

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