Show me the truth

sandra

 

Oh the questions I have, can you read my mind?
The thoughts I feel, the need of peace for all of mankind.
All of my doubts, all the searching, will I finally see?
What the reasons were for, the reason I'm me?

I can't imagine what I'd say to you, on that given day!
Maybe I won't meet you because I've lost my way?
There is beauty when I look, I'm sure you see?
There is good in you and there is good in me.

And the gifts we have been given can be shared this is true,
but how we waste these and the awful things that we do!
If I could sit and hold your hand and ask what I must,
Would you forgive me, would I earn your trust?
Would you be angry with me or would I be freed?
From all that this world takes, hate war and greed.

Gentle but powerful, I hear this is you,
as a father, would you forgive all that I do?
Would you explain all the hurt and the pain?
Would you feel my heart break when I ask why we are not all the same?
Would I feel safe in your arms without being turned away?
Would you hold me, day after day?

You see you are you, and I am me,
you created it all, every thing as far as the eye can see.
You said I am in your image, from the dust I was made,
have I failed, have I earned, am I going to be saved?
So many questions always in my way,
I should have dropped to my knees and learned how to pray.
But here inside, within my soul down deep,
you know my secrets and how I do weep.

Please take my hand and hold it tight,
take me from the dark, walk me into your light.
Allow my doubts and fears and all I ask,
to be taken away and set me a task.
Give me direction and point me on my way.
Give me the understanding, a fresh start, a brand new day.

Be my guide in this confusion and fill me with you,
let me look up and do all I can do.
Maybe one day we will have our talk.
Maybe one day we will just know and walk.

If you are now listening, can you hear my call?
Could you give me a chance, don't let me fall?
My God, I ask, ban all my doubts and my need for proof,
place your hand on mine and show me the truth.

  • Author: sandra (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 23rd, 2021 05:28
  • Comment from author about the poem: There have always been questions. I have wondered many times if I could sit and talk with God what would I say.
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Comments2

  • Goldfinch60

    An important question Sandra. In my beliefs I KNOW that My Spirit is with me and has and will be there from and to infinity.
    May your God go with you.

    Andy

  • L. B. Mek

    'ban all my doubts and my need for proof'..
    what more is there, to hope-anchored: faith?
    what a wonderfully poetic prayer, you've shared dear poet..
    (a non-invasive, write
    as a declaration of your chosen belief/religion
    worded so that anyone can appreciate it
    and more meaningfully, a pointedly inclusive read: to all
    even those, who may not align with your theological belief's
    exactly how it should be, in my humble opinion)



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