Every child has known God: <br />not a God of names, or shapes; <br />not a God of do’s and don’ts; <br />not a God of alarming things; <br /> <br />but God who’s with you all the time, <br />can be talked with, silently, <br />because He understands all that you do, <br />knows just why you do it, <br />knows that you’re really always good, <br />but somehow do these other things; <br />you know that you and He are just so close, <br />that He’s always on your side; <br /> <br />And if He doesn’t explain to you <br />why He seems to go away somewhere <br />when you are seven or so – <br />maybe He thinks that it’s the time <br />for a game of hide-and-seek <br />between friends? <br /> <br />* <br /> <br />(extrapolated from Hafiz’ ‘The God who only knows four words’)<br /><br />Michael Shepherd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-god-who-talks-to-children/
