My Heart's Cry

You framed me from my inmost being, ⁠
and saw me before I was formed.⁠

Before I uttered a prayer,⁠
you heard me cry in my heart.⁠
Every word I threw into the wind -⁠
You caught.⁠

"God if you are real",⁠
became real as you sent messengers to me.⁠

Like an eagle, ⁠
your wind -⁠
it carried my wings.⁠