Volume 3: Rise Above The Clouds
You say to God,
You say to God,
Take my problems away!
God says,
Now listen closely,
to what I have to say.
I hear all of your prayers,
that you send up to me.
But, sometimes,
You need to understand,
that I am,
working out a plan.
For even tbough,
you don't know it,
This plan is more
than just a dream.
So, You need to be patient.
But, You are free,
to make your own choice.
So, You can tell me to hurry up.
But, You are hurrying me up,
to just have to wait.
God says,
Now listen closely,
to what I have to say.
I hear all of your prayers,
that you send up to me.
But, sometimes,
You need to understand,
that I am,
working out a plan.
For even tbough,
you don't know it,
This plan is more
than just a dream.
So, You need to be patient.
But, You are free,
to make your own choice.
So, You can tell me to hurry up.
But, You are hurrying me up,
to just have to wait.
By Lisa Loraine Henderson
This poem was published in Famous Poets of the Heartland.
