Maybe I have no words
To explain Your Existence
But when the wind
Moves the grass
Who can deny its presence?
This is what I think:
It seems I don't see you
I don't hear you
But you are Love
You are hope...You are my peace
And when I see Your creation
And I stop to contemplate it
Your Presence is with me
And I think of you.
Maybe someone can say this:
That beauty is just beauty
In itself,
But I ask:
Who can think that all this
It was created so that
Another will never live it?
And if you stop to use your eyes
Look beyond,
That what is visible is nothing else
That the thought of a Supreme Being
Who created it so that you might be
Amazed.
God exists and loves you ,
If my words are not enough for you
Maybe you should look inside
Where your thoughts come from,
That nobody sees
Until the action,
This creation:
The universe...
It is the action
Of thought
of our God.
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