Do You Know Me?

January 12, 2007

“The world at your fingertips
Slowly dripping down
Into a ball—
Hard and calloused
Is this what you want—
A hardness in your hands?
Is this what you want—
What happened to My plans?
I’ve made you and I’ve formed you
In your mother’s womb
I know you well—
I know the hairs on your head
And the rhythm in your step
I know when you lie down
And when you get up
I know when you cry
And I know when you hurt
I know the sound of your laugh
And the shape of your smile
I know you, know your very being,
Know your very soul
But what’s more, do you know Me?”