by Sarah Margaret Dicks

I hear you Speak 
as your breeze blows through the trees like reeds 
and plays a melody for me.

I seek your Face 
In the sweet young smile, spread wide as a mile 
across the face of a child.

I feel your Peace 
where the untrodden snow meets my booted feet 
beneath the snow capped peaks.

I know your Love 
Because of a common sharing of the emotions laid bare 
during our nightly prayers.

I relish your Joy 
As we sing a song along the road with windows down 
and speakers strong.

I believe you are Lord 
Because your living word disturbs my plans 
And stirs my heart to serve.

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Sarah Margaret Dicks is a High School Theology and English Teacher in Tulsa, Oklahoma. Her work has been featured in Friends of the Tulsa City-County Library Online Publication and is forthcoming in Northeastern State University Writing Contest Collection. Volume 3, Fall 2020/2021.