Is That You?
I turned over a rock, I held a leaf in my hand.
by Juan Olivarez
I saw the glitter in the desert sand.
I said God, is that you I see?
And he answered, 'yes juan, it's me.
now I don't pretend I talk to God,
When I look for seeds inside a pod.
Or when I feel the breeze upon my face,
Or see the clouds of paper lace.
But I know he's there just the same,
After all, what's in a name?
I know he's there, looking over me,
If not for him, where would I be.
So don't look for answers in some far off place,
The answer is there, before your face.
7/3/12 Alton Texas