Revealed
With a sunrise over the forest, you reveal yourself to me—
The trees, dense with fog, naked in season;
The ground, brown, hard;
The sky, alive, ablaze in glory—
Yet I fail to see you.
On an early morning drive, you reveal yourself to me—
Exhaust rising, 65 miles per hour,
Crossing the Potomac.
Your body is a bridge,
Yet I fail to see you.
In thousands of words, you reveal yourself to me—
Hundreds of thousands of words.
I fancy myself a scholar and
A wordsmith myself,
Yet I fail to see you.
Through a torn veil, you reveal yourself to me—
A splitting cry, a shaken earth,
Sleeping guards, an empty tomb.
The scales have fallen from my eyes,
Yet I fail to see you.
But my heart, it knows—
The way you stir it up for goodness,
The way you break it for grief and anger.
The way you reveal yourself in nature,
Roads,
Words.
My heart, it knows—
To fix itself on what is unseen,
Eternal.
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Beautiful..Thanks for the reminder ; “to fix our hearts on eternity”.
So lovely!! My eyes often do not see “But my heart, it knows—”
Absolutely gorgeous. ‘My heart, it knows—’ So thankful we don’t have to rely on our fallible senses, but our heart, our heart is His. Beautiful. Pleeeeease keep writing poetry!
Thank you, friends! I had no prose in my heart for “reveal,” but I found poetry in there.
Lovely, Natalie! Well done;)
What a gift this poem is, Natalie. Thank you for sharing how God revealed himself to your heart… <3