The Real Thing

When I hear the thunder

I think of You, God

Standing on the plains

Where all I can see is just the work of

Your Hands

The sky, the land,

With no man, nor man-made thing in

sight

This, is the real thing

This, is my God.

Amplified:

 

When I hear the thunder

I think of You, God

I know that I’m okay

That I will be okay

For my life lies in the Hands of Powerful Almighty God

Standing on the plains

Where all I can see is just the work of

Your Hands

In the centre of Nature

Your creation

I am in awe and wonder of the beautiful landscapes,

Flora and fauna

The sky, the land,

With no man, nor man-made thing in

sight

When the imperfections and exaltations of man

The distractions of the world with its lights

Are no more

What’s left are the things that exists from the dawn of time

Moreover the One whom existed before the beginning

This, is the real thing

This, is my God.

--Inspired by the thunder and rain on a midnight in May 2012