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irishwriter 
6:37am, November 9, 2009
The God of my heart is in my heart
not called by church bells, disturbing my
Sunday morning sleep.
is in the seeing of my sons
after two months of only voices saying
‘call me back, I’ve no credit!’
is in sharing dinner with my daughter
hearing the stories of her days
and the worries of her nights.
is in planning food with good wine
for old friends, revitalizing my living
with words
that leap from music, to gossip
to philosophy within the changing
textures of the servings.
Is in Coleridge and Shakepeare
spoken of while smoking at the back of Larry’s
on a quiet summer Sunday
is in the stopping of the car
at the side of the road
to dance to an irresistible song
or to call a friend to tell them
imperiously, jokingly
to get out there and see the amazing sunset.
Is in the remembering of cherry blossom
or lilac long after May and September
bring us in to Winter cold.
or that couple who moved silently
into each other’s arms to dance on Saturday afternoon
in the remnants of former glory in Cahir Castle.
In the seeing of my brother
in the face of his lovely son, unable to
resist the lightest touch of his face.
That God is a God I would keep
to hold softly, filling my heart.
Comments
Here you breathe life and have strength. Very good.
ChristopherRobin
I believe that our God-center is within our very heart and soul. It is kinda the compass we were sent down here to "hell on earth" to function with as to what is right and wrong for us. We judge ourselves harshly for a reason I believe. Does that make any sense?
ZanyBeeper
Thank you for a lovely poem that shares so much about you - it is warm and uplifting.
choasity
This poem is beautiful! And more meaningful than MANY hymns!
2ndsight
This is an awesome uplifting poem. I find my church outdoors rather than in a building.
Stormwind
I'm near speachless
ShawnC32
That mere words could speak so much...beautiful, poignant and stirring... Lori
lmiklaucic
Beautiful, beautiful, from a beautiful person!
SFWriter
thats is brillaint i love it xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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