Poem: Always Watching Over Me

I walk through days both bright and gray,
Uncertain what may come my way,
Yet still I move, with steady pace—
Your unseen presence leaves its trace.

Though silence wraps the evening air,
And no one’s voice is truly there,
I feel a calm I can’t explain—
Like shelter found beneath the rain.

You’re not a shadow, not a sound,
But in the stillness, you surround.
A steady gaze I cannot see,
Yet always watching over me.

When I am lost in thought or fear,
Your quiet strength draws ever near.
No spoken words, no grand decree,
Just love that stands protectively.

Through every trial, every test,
You place a hand upon my chest.
Not to restrain, but to believe—
In what I hold, in what I grieve.

And though the world may never know
The way you helped me learn and grow,
I’ll walk this path and let it be—
With you still watching over me.

Thank-you for reading.

Remember there are many paths back to God.

Follow your own path,

Brenda Marie