My God is in the morning breeze.
In every baby’s giggles and sweetness
In every mother’s caress,
In every father’s tenderness.
In every brother’s kindness,
In every sister’s grace.
In every friendly embrace.
In the running waters of the brooks,
In the humming of the bird of the skies.
He is generous with his mercy and gifts,
Nurtures us with the beauty of the universe.
He listens ,he answers and understands our complains.
He never points fingers,he always forgives.
He is patient slow in anger ,he never gets upset.
All goodness is in him ,even our shortcoming he accepts.
Jalal Michael Sabbagh.http://mysuccessisyoursuccess.wordpress.com(firstname.lastname@example.org)