Poem: Creator Works Through Us All

The Creator works through us all,
In quiet moments, when we fall,
In laughter shared, in tears that flow,
In whispered winds that softly blow.

Through hands that build, and hearts that heal,
Through every word we dare to feel,
In every dream that lifts us high,
In every question, every why.

The artist paints, the poet sings,
The gardener plants, the bird that wings,
The teacher’s voice, the lover’s touch,
In all of us, the Creator’s clutch.

Through brokenness and pain, we find,
The spark that frees the soul and mind.
In every fracture, every scar,
The light of creation shines afar.

We are the clay, we are the mold,
In us, the story’s still untold.
The Creator whispers, we reply,
A dance of life, a truth, a sky.

So let us walk, with open hands,
A part of all, across the lands.
For in each heart, and every soul,
The Creator’s work is made whole.

Thank-you reading.

Much Love and light.

Brenda Marie Fluharty