Spirit Friend

O Holy Spirit, I count You as a Friend,
and yet I ask when do You come to me?
Is it in prayer to You at each day’s end,
a spiritual being that I hope to see?

With eyes of faith I feel Your presence near,
with ears of faith I see You prompt me true,
with hands of faith Your words I hope to hear,
with all of me I sense the all of You.

Just as each word does represent a thought,
so real are You to me--as real as death,
Your words tell me to do the thing I ought,
Your love for me’s as close as my last breath.

You gave me life, You guide the life I weave,
I live Your life so long as I believe.

-- by Pete Voelz       6/6/13