Those Who Doubt

              Those who doubt

In passing through our lives so dear

    We doubt God’s presence, year on year
He is not always next to us
   His ways of caring can be thus

 A stranger enters and a choice

   Can I trust this new clear voice.
perhaps the proof is in a listen
   and somehow one will then be christened

The guardian shall take his leave

    in hopes that now we can believe
peace while brief may bring a calm
    a soothing love within his arms
 

                                   Bill Ferullo

                                   © 2011