O God
Where should I search for my Horeb:
place of the burning bush?
I ache to untie
remove
bare my feet
to walk on Holy ground
Will you reveal
the Mystery of yourself
to me?
Will I look and see
the passing-by of you?
You are my journey
You are my question
You are my paradise
I search for you:
Do you search for me?
Pamela Olson, 4/9/09
For Read Write Poem’s prompt
“Paradise”
oh pam, that is a beautiful reflection… that we would all believe and have faces glowing