Diamond’s are Forever (A true story)
They say God
speaks to me in a quiet, still voice.
Among the traffic
and life’s harsh noise.
I lie still
in my bed for as long as I can.
To listen
and see if I get to hear from the man…
My ears are ringing
from God only knows what.
And the TV
news is talking nothing but smut.
The next day
comes, and I try again.
Finding a
way to run from political newsmen.
Sitting
quietly watching YouTube’s fireplace scene
Hoping to hear
God’s gentle lighted beam.
When a cluster
of diamond dust burst out of the dark.
Yes, into
the room it was spark after spark.
I counted it
roughly fifteen times over.
As I rubbed
my eyes gently, begging it to hover.
But it
exited the door, and I wondered no more.
If that were
the God that loved me to my core.
What a great
person I must be to receive a visit from thee.
Never shall
I forget how much he loves me.
By Julianna Rowe: A true story

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