The Master Of Time Poem by Sharon Smith

I sit here thinking of You
How wonderful Your ways
How am I to tell You something
that You have not already heard?
This poem You have heard before I am to write
You knew of it a thousand years ago
You knew of it a million years ago
You knew of it before this earth was formed
You know of it in the future
How am I to surprise You?
How can I catch You off guard..
and tell You of my thoughts..
when my heart has already done this
long before my mouth..
And You already knew before me anyway?
How can I tell You of something..
something that You did not know..
before creation?
You are the Light..the Master of Time
There is nothing hidden from You..
lest it be fault to think so.
You 'bowed the heavens'..You bend space
Things that You know to be..
You have gone back and
caused them to be written
How do I tell You what I feel..
as this You already know..

...then I will keep showing You.