I see Him in the sunshine,
And at the setting sun
He's there in every flower,
In grass and tree and shrub
Just look out there in nature
God looks right back at you.
He speaks through trees and rivers
and in the gentle breeze
He walks with me each step I take
My hand he holds in His.
I feel his touch, I know His voice
He lives within my heart.
My God is Real
A poem.