Apr 9, 2009

NaPoWriMo # 9

Listen

God listens to me

when I’m happy,
when I’m sad,
when I’m alone,
when I’m desperate,
when I’m yelling,
when I’m crying,
when I’m joking,
when I’m complaining,
when I babble in moans and groans that word can’t express,
when I am running,
when I fail,
when I cheat,
when I lie,
when I love,
when mock,
when I am hungry,
God listens

Do I listen when God speaks?

Do I listen

in the rain,
in new beginnings,
in the heat,
in the morning,
in the evening,
in my dark hours,
in tragedy,
in birth,
in happiness,
in the hustle & bustle,
in exhaustion,
in pain,
in death,
in the stillness of dawn,
in slow times,
in chaos,
in the traffic,
in the silence.
God speaks

Am I speaking,
when I should be listening?
Am I silent
when I should be speaking?

God listens and God speaks.

April 9, 2009

7 comments:

gautami tripathy said...

God is always there within us...

a man, his fiddle, and crows

Jenn Jilks said...

I like the theme.

Pam said...

Great poem of introspection on Good Friday.

Jeremiah's House said...

Thanks for the comments. I started this poem earlier in the week and finished it last night. I was not event remembering that it would be Good Friday when it was posted.

Anonymous said...

I LIKE this! And that is the age old question we all ask ourselves. I sometimes wonder if the answer is in the question itself LOL.

http://lori102870.blogspot.com/2009/04/stitch-in-timenapowrimo-10by-me.html

Anonymous said...

Most appropriate for Good Friday. I remember suddenly realising that God listens to the flow of language that goes through my mind during my waking hours. I sometimes need to stop it so that I can hear Him.

Anonymous said...

I think this could be considered a "found" poem. ;)