Reciprocate
Splintering light
Gracing the horizons;
The sunset's pastels
Painting a picture -
In it,
I see God's love.
A lightening world -
The promise of a new day;
The din slowly increases
As the masses awaken;
Artificial lights, no longer needed,
Cease for the day;
God's love is here.
Dim, dark, gloom...
Clouds smothering,
Greyness;
In it,
I still see God's love.
Darkness,
Blackness,
Colourless;
Tiny balls of man-light
and a large globe of incandescence
The only sources for visibility;
God's love is still present.
Tragedies -
A life lost,
A family broken,
A friend sick;
Throughout it
I still see God's love.
He turns us upside down,
Tells us to go
Where we are afraid to;
Leads us down paths
That we would never dream of travelling;
Places in our journey
People to pass on His love;
He twists our lives around
All in an effort for us to hear him clearer:
Both shouting
and ever whispering
With heart-breaking earnestness,
It's your choice,
But please,
Love me back...
© R. A. W. S. Clarke
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