Higher Power

by Ronald Edwards   Oct 22, 2010


Most can relate
with a belief
to that which cant be seen.

Then theres some
not in the know
who made their front lawn green.

Is it a way
of looking
not seeing plain as day?

That monkeys
are among us
and man returns to clay.

Absence of believing,
imagination
in the brain.

Lack
of understanding
Nostradamuss quatrain.

Stand in the sun,
feel its warmth,
fill your lungs with air.

No where else
in the cosmos
treats you with such care.

As for me
I do have faith
in Him and his only Son.

My higher power
I call God
hears when my day is done.

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  • 13 years ago

    by Sylvia

    God is my higher power, something that I hope I never forsake or forget. Without him in my life, I would be lost.