(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope in ‘Just God’ this whole daily leavened bread”)
You are just you. Do you know you’re enough?
Or do you seize things from feeling hollow?
God made you wonderful, link to the cuff,
suit and tie. God suits you. Got ties your bow.
I’m just me, Timothy. No one but me.
I’m just happy, just sad, just take your pick.
Snatch me on any given day and see
how God helps me cope when I’m love and “ick!”
He’s just God, more than enough for your ache.
God’s not hot or cold, just warm to your touch.
God’s not snow or rain, just sun on awake.
On sleep, He’s our eyes closed, just not too much.
When we’re just us, others will wink and nod,
for they’ll see God in us and say, “Just God.”
