What I See

I don’t see God in men’s eyes or their harsh rebuke of other’s lives.
I don’t see God in empty prayers of ones who never really cared.
I don’t see God in vanity, blinding self-complacency.

But I see God in my own way, away from condescending cliches.

I see him in the advocacy of compassion and charity
I see him in the solace of the quiet life not wanting strife.
I see him in humility of ones who give so selflessly
I see him in the beauty of the pure, forgiving kind of love.

I seek him more implicitly. This God who lets me....be me.