Tuesday, 8 January 2013

Wherever she goes...

This is something a wrote, inspired by someone I know. (Please do not pass this around without permission.)

Wherever she goes...

She is a person, just like me and you.
And she is different and unique
just like me and you.

She lives on the fringe of religion,
Not quite fitting into one
and not quite fitting into the others.

Many may criticise and tell her she's doing it wrong,
Many may say her path is impossible to fulfill
but maybe she knows something that we don't.

Maybe she has learnt something that only she understands.
But she understands it
and she lives happily with it in her heart.

It must be special to be with God wherever you go.
She walks into a church, with a gleaming altar and cross
and she sees God's love shining through the coloured glass.

She answers the Muslim call of prayer in her heart.
She touches her head to the ground
and listens to Gods words.

She walks outside to greet the day.
She holds her hands against the trees 
and feels the spirit of God all around.

It must be special to see children of God wherever you go.
She greets all with peace and love
for all are her brothers and sisters under the Creator.

She is one who is with God wherever she goes.
Who meets with God in all places 
and who lives in peace with all who she meets.

She is a person, just like me and you.
And she is different and unique
just like me and you.

She lives on the fringe of religion,
Not quite fitting into one 
and not quite fitting into the others.

by Pagyptsian




7 comments:

  1. Such a lovely poem! Also, I really like that picture you chose. :)

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  2. This is a really great poem. I've been thinking about it a lot today.

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  3. This is a truly beautiful poem, I can relate to it. I wish more people would see the world this way xxx

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