God Thoughts

I reach into my soul and tell what’s there,
though God already knows--which strikes me odd,
and telling it, I realize, is a prayer,
whatever--I just like to talk to God.

Does anyone want to listen to my soul?
Could anyone else just even understand?
Who watches when my thoughts are on patrol?
Alone Who welds them well to what He’s planned?

God makes my thoughts, and then helps me to think,
this mix of physical and spiritual
He pours into my thirsty soul to drink,
His deep gift to my human miracle,

From deepest me I feel this to be true,
so, Lord, I love to tell my thoughts to You.

         -- by Pete Voelz       4/30/13