Maybe we can find ourselves
In the notes of a favorite song,
Or the driving of a car;
Maybe even when we doubt
Creation knows who we are.
Our hearts, carefully hidden,
Somehow begin to shine
Before others on open display,
For anyone who cares
To examine our way.
We are never fully strangers,
There is a sweet connection
Which builds a knowledge
Beyond ordinary thought, volition.
We are priceless treasures, precious
As the love we come to know,
When accepted by those we only
Dare to hope will loving-kindness show.
God’s blessings to us always overflow.
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Haphazard Creative 