God doesn't talk, you know
It's only you and I somehow
Who speak to him or her
At times we get an answer.
But the words returning are
The words we framed ourselves
God never speaks
Except through nature and our world.
He never changes, only us
Who switch the channels on the radio
At times we listen well
At times our static dulls our mind.
We find him at the core
He's always there if we only look
He's there in every man
In every plant and being.
Revelation is just the act of finding
What's always there
It's mind bending
He's simply everywhere
But absent where there's hate
Or violent despair
Hope spells his middle name
With love and peace and care
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