Movement Poem by AHO Speaks

The light from whence our God is come
Along with the spirit and a holy one.

The colors recede to their original hue
A vision too bright for us to view.

We are unworthy to gaze upon your presence
Yet allowed to see your gold of effervesence.

We are so fragile and eternally rely
We feel unworthy and many times want to cry.

The clouds move slowly to give you room
Lights intensity free of the tomb.

We can not intellectually comprehend
The multitude of earthly and spiritual gifts you send.

We can not explain each vision presented
To know our mental capacity accepted not resented

We know and accept our Creator, life and soul
To eternally believe in the promise to make us whole.

To do what we can and when we can
Help freely given to our fellow man.

If we share, God creator universal one will share
If we care; God the image of an eternal Father will care.

11-05-06