In thoughts of God
I seldom indulge
He keeps my hands
So full
In no hurry I am
To return to Him
So dearly I love
His creation
At times my heart
Unconsciously bows
And sings His praise
In silence
Never do I go
Searching for Him
For never do I feel
His absence
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Wow! ! Such a sweet poem on His praise. Loved the simple way you have expressed your thought.10+++
Thank you so much for the appreciation of my poem!