Just a Trace - Re-Posted

He sits alone upon the bough

His gaze turned heavenward.  
For that is where he thinks he’ll see
The true face of the Lord. 
 
He never turns his gaze aside
For fear he’ll miss the chance
To see God in His heaven there,
Even a passing glance.
 
And all the while he seeks for God
In heaven’s distant face,
He fails to see God is right there
In his familiar space.
 
For God created heaven’s sweep
And all the earth below.
All those who seek Him need but look
In places that they know. 
 
He’s in the blossom on the stem,
The bird singing at dawn.
He soars, and roars and swims the seas,
He is the resting fawn.
 
One need not watch heaven alone
When searching for His face,
For you can see Him in yourself,
If only just a trace. 
 
Nehemiah 9:6
You alone are the Lord. You made the heavens, even the highest heavens, and all their tarry host, the earth and all that is on it, the seas and all that is in them. You give life to everything, and the multitudes of heaven worship you.