The Secret Place
God, may You be my First.
First love.
First stop.
First thought.
First cry.
First song.
I don’t want to learn about You,
Dissect You,
Talk about You like You are history.
I want to know You,
Feel You,
Learn with You,
Talk with You,
Be with You…today,
Tomorrow,
For a hundred years,
And a forever.
You and me, God,
Here in the secret place.
Copyright 4/2/12 Kendra Lane Barrow