Look at your Hands

Look at your hands,
what do you see.
Ten fingers free,
as creative as thee.

I touch and I feel,
my eyes fathom.
All fed by blood,
produced by my entity.

Reach into your heart,
go deep inside,
goose bumps appear,
embracing perseverance.

I feel I’m alive,
in this world I can see.
Perceiving here and now,
this soul reaching presence.

My thoughts create,
the world I envision.
The Creator provides,
my self comprehends.

Lord I am grateful,
for I can perceive.
Your love is accomplished,
and I will deliver.