Mock me not for trusting after an invisible God.
Gravity is an invisible force
We see it work behind everything around us.
Oxygen is not captured by my eye
Yet it is essential unto the core of me.
I’ll never hold the gales of wind
But they move me and I know they are real.
He made all of these
To show me powerful forces are invisible.
That’s why He’s called ‘Love.’
And please don’t blame me
That even my breath believes in him
Even though his world is sick and dying.
For the moments of respite he offers
From the Earth’s exhausting sorrows
Comfort my aching bones. He’s still at work
‘Cos Love is there
To make the unbearable bearable
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