A Poem on Spirituality: Alive

As I’m sitting on my chair outside

I am looking at the sky

Seeing the clouds

And feeling the birds moving through the breeze alive

I get reminded once again

That god is in them all

I look at the birds and see myself

Then I look at myself and see God

And now I wonder…

When God looks at himself

Does he just see us all?

And does he move with us on every rise

And every fall?

And then would that all mean

That we ourselves

Have a responsibility towards God?