Losing My Senses
*~*
I see You
in the splendor of the sun
in the twinkling of the stars
in the clouds of the sky
and wonder why
you love me so
I hear You
in the laughter of children
in the rushing waters
in the whispering breeze
as I listen
for my name
I taste You
in the sustance of Your word
in each suculent morsel
in each sweet flavor
I savor
and know You are good
I smell You
in the falling rain
in the petals of the rose
in the fresh cut grass
as I pass
by Your creation
I feel You
caressing my spirit
healing my wounds
holding my soul
making me whole
and I know
I am Yours
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2000 �Iris Laureate-all poetry copywrighted
1999 � Sites by Starr
Came to read poetry