My 'son' Poem by Jordan Legaspi

I am God but no form,
Without eyes to see;
Not even ears to hear the roam,
And mouth nay,
Or nose for me to smell
The earth and its fragrance

I am God but without body
So my sight to you I gave,
My ears to hear the cry;
And words for you to live;
My nose for you to breathe
The life of my spirit

I am God but you don’t believe me
From the sun and moon
And the song of river and sea
And the clapping of the trees
Whenever I pass to give chill
And let grasses dance and sway

I am God you may not see me
But you can feel me my son
From your image and likeness
Is exactly of me
My spirit may at bliss
But everyday you I bless

Yes I am God
To you the hero and the enemy
The different images you see
And start believing me nay
But what can I do
But to love you