Truth

Someone just handed me a collection of poems that I gave to friends and family in Christmas of 1998.  Some of them are ones I had lost track of, but that I find are still meaningful to me, and perhaps they will be to others as well.

This one I may have originally written as a birthday card for someone, but I found that I liked it well enough to hang onto.

Truth

When the Great Creator

thought of snails, and butterflies,

and sparkling fish scales 

in the bottom of deep blue pools,

You also were thought of

And known

No mistakes were made in your making

Inside and out,

Backwards and forwards,

You are known and loved by God.