My genesis

One of my housemates shared from Donald Miller's book "Searching for God Knows What" earlier this year. She challenged us to write poems expressing anything really. This (and Robb's poem from bio class) really got me started writing poetry this year. Even though my poetry is pretty rough, it is one of the few ways that I truly can be open and vulnerable. This is the poem from the start of my poetry phase (more or less). Take it for what it's worth.

Where are you God,

When I cry and feel alone?

Where are you when life's burden's are too much,

When my strength can't pull me through?

You are here.

Waiting for me to look up,

To see and take your hand,

And trust in you to see me to the end.