Who was I Who was I, before the sky was blue? Who was I, and who was you? Where was I, before I was new? Where was I, before I knew you? Where did I, lay my head, before God laid the river bed? Where were we, before God made a sea? Where were we, before God made a tree? Were we just a thought of God, just a seed, in a pod? Were we just an idea of God, just a thought, a miracle, awed? Someday, we may find, we were in God's mind. Someday, we may know, we were in God's glow. Someday we may know, we were in God's love. Someday may know, we were with God above. © 2013 ajwrites57 A Long Photo By marruu If you enjoyed this poem find more here.
"Always be a poet, even in prose." ~ Charles Baudelaire