GOD
Poetry By Anthony James

From all-creatures.org
SPIRITUAL AND INSPIRATIONAL
POETRY ARCHIVE

Father.

Ye shew me, Ye did.
Of a child,
And wild, as an olive

I say sorry, to You
Because I am who I am
And I am what I am...

And Your Son,
Weeps with me.
And comes to me

Holds hands with me
And I look
He Wears a Wonderful Crown

Traversing His Brow
His Tears and mine
Fall together...

In God's Hand

But ye, little
Shall be a man..

A man?
I say..
What is that?
And smle..

He says to His Father
Father,
Forgive him, this little one
Knows not what he does.

So,
The Fire of God's Spirit
Was upon me-

Thank You, Father

And cleansed in Anger
Of God's Oceanic Mercy!

Little child..
Keep up with your Father
Lest He drag ye little bones a long.

He knows what He is doing.

Always.

HE IS GOD.