By Lucia K Haase
I hear you God…you are the wind-
I see you God…you are the tree-
I feel you God…you are the rock…
I grasp beyond the sand in me.
Cascading water in the desert-
that is you within my soul…
you make the cactus in me, flower-
the scent of blooms from hill to shoal.
I know you Lord…but not enough-
you move me deeper in the wave;
you call me Lord, to listen… listen…
I hear, ‘I am the One who saves.’
I know you Lord, you are the rock
upon the beach ; I hear your call…
You float me in the Living Stream-
I’m not a tumbleweed, at all…
Thank you, Lord!