God Loves To Be Touched Poem by Hebert Logerie

God does not believe in royalty;
In his eyes, everyone is equal.
No one is immortal or eternal.
Say hello to a stranger. Wave to me;
Touch my heart from afar.
Say good morning with your mouth ajar;
Touch my soul with a far-away kiss.
I was born cool and will not have a fit.
You will never missed your mark, your target,
Which is to make the community feels,
And appreciates the sweet touch of love.
Believe it or not the Great Spirit above
Loves to be touched from head to toes.
Understandably, with so many viruses airborne,
One must be careful and forewarned.
It is fine to appropriately touch elbows.
Remember that the Lord loves to be touched.
All human beings are fundamentally the same.
Let's take it easy, there is no need to rush.
Life was created to be exciting, not tame.
Touch the trees, so you can inhale the scent
Of the swinging leaves. Be always kind and pleasant.