The Sucky Communicator

In the world of my words, I sought a new way,
To glorify God with what I had to say.
A journey embarked with humble heart and mind,
To learn the art of speech, both gentle and kind.

I pondered whispers of rustling leaves,
Songs of birds, babbling brooks in eaves.
For in each sound, a message I discerned,
A lesson in communication, I yearned.

I watched the dance of sunbeams on the lake,
How they shimmered and swayed, for God’s sake.
In silence, they spoke of beauty untold,
A language of light, more precious than gold.

I listened to the laughter of my children at play,
Their unspoken joy, like sun’s warm array.
Their pure hearts revealed a truth so clear,
In innocence, communication has no fear.

In quiet night, I looked to the stars,
Each one a beacon, radiant avatars.
They whispered tales of the vast cosmic sea,
A reminder that God’s glory spans infinity.

And in the depths of my own soul’s great well,
I found the voice of love, a sacred spell.
To unlearn bad ways and communicate better, I learned to first see,
The divine in others most important, as God sees in me.

So, I strive to convey His grace and His light,
In words that uplift, in actions that unite.
For in learning to speak with love and compassion,
I glorify God through every human interaction.

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