All Of My Senses Have An Awakening (Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

In spring and summer there are lovely days,
the lively beauty of nature tells me
that in so many different kinds of ways
it is clear that God exists in what I see.

All of my senses have an awakening,
of the Supreme Being that is present,
whose own handiwork exists in everything,
that life itself is something that's heaven sent.

From the time of birth, every day on earth
have challenges, sometimes disasters and pain
but also times of sheer happiness and mirth,
at times the sun shines brightly or it does rain

yet in the times of disaster He is true,
I pray to Him somewhere beyond the blue.