God's voice

Listen! God's voice is bustling through the leaves,
Flowing over rocks in the banks,
And roaring through raging thunderstorms.
Do you hear God singing
Through the birds?
What about the soft patter
Of the rain on the ground?
Look! God's Love is swaying
In the blooms of the fields,
In the seeds falling off and dying.
Colorful, each in their own season,
Scattered place-place like unconnected dots.
Why don't you see God's Grace and Mercy
When you look in the mirror and utter
That you're ugly?
You are the sign of His Grace,
Your breath is the sign of His Mercy
And His Love
Is all around you.

© Franklin J. Stadler