Soul Poem: The Feeling That Is God

Dearest, this feels like God,
Not the stone -statue I mean...
It’s the One who breezes through all
Our turbulence and
Creates flowerbeds out of wastelands
Indeed this feels like God.
In form the One hasn't come
In essence he is all over - Omnicient,omnipresent ,compassionate 

Dearest, my wishes are numerous.
I feel guilty and mean when I ask
My alms are not worth the attention of the world
Yet I ask from wishing for parties to seeking for harmony
I ask
Sometimes in fear,
Sometimes in shame,
Sometimes I demand and dare
From the one who feels like God
Purify me,
Purge me and
Give me a rebirth

Dearest All ,this absolutely feels like god
He comes,
Right to where I have thrown all my garbage.
Purges and purifies...
Totally sanctifies.
Every passing day, I wake with love
I sleep in peace, I sing, dance and celebrate
Dearest, magnanimous one.
In this vast endless land,
There are sights beyond my seeing,
There are paths beyond my little steps,
There are truths beyond what I comprehend,
In ignorance I do not know ,
In awareness you are the only presence
The only way is to ask for a  space to walk
By you ,with you, for you, give the way you do
Just in humble gratitude.