God said, “Repeat after me…”
God said it. The He said, “Now, repeat after me.”
God showed it. Then He said, “Now you try.”
I bent my head and furrowed my brow. Sweat beaded on my forehead and tears splattered onto my page.God said, “My love. Don’t try so hard.”
And I breathed in the breath just breathed out by God. I did. I erased. I did again. I laughed. And I looked. There was God smiling at me.And God said, “There now. That’s just as I showed you.”
And it was good.
Posted on November 10, 2012, in Uncategorized and tagged children, creating, God, poetry, writing. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.
And now you are poet 🙂 the psalmist bells are ringing..