Liza Sud


Easter 4 - Poem by Liza Sud

Only God is in every grass blade -
May I see Him in her, peruse?
As she grew from fleck of dust there,
As how now she exudes juice.


Show it to me, God, I'm pleading!
Or I never can see the grass!
Yes I knew it, but to repeat it
I could never learn how or grasp.

Topic(s) of this poem: easter


Comments about Easter 4 by Liza Sud

  • Dr.tony Brahmin (9/26/2015 5:52:00 AM)


    Show it to me, God, I'm pleading!
    I could never learn how or grasp. LIza you see God in everything and your desire to see him and experience God is deep. you teach us a lot through your poems thank you
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  • Sranisha Francis (9/25/2015 12:20:00 AM)


    I'm pleading! a beautiful prayer (Report) Reply

  • David Wood (9/8/2015 5:30:00 AM)


    God is in nature all around. I'd love you to read my Elegy for a Drowned Child. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 7, 2015



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