Poem: God, Can You Help

Photo Credit: Michael Milverton

I received calls that are not so jolly

Faces unknown, I cannot see,

Still the sun rise, yes indeed:

Some calls are silent, some are fill

With deep love for you and I

Some calls are off, in their reasoning,

 I did not foresee: Some shared ‘their needs

For money, even when much is given,

Thinking that will bring inner peace,

Sometimes, Lord, that is truly me:

 I ask you, teach me to be still

And get more closer to you beautifully:

In any form of disharmony, and respond

With great elegance, with great integrity:

Some callers seems has if they are bored,

Like they are always lonely, that seems off,

Weird, that seems crazy:

“Great God of the highest heaven

Can you help us, to be true, completely?”

“Erase our painful past, painful history,

“Let true love speak oh, so gently!”

“Give thanks, for all the grace you have shown us!”

“Give thanks, for what you are doing within us

Reveal yourself truly and fill our hearts and mind,

With pure love—joyously!”

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