Worth Has No End

The music of creation has my attention today. 

Sounding from my thoughts; 

you know, like when you see a baby smile. 

Something happens within 

that softens your emotions 

and your attention forgets 

what you were thinking, 

what you were doing 

and has to ponder the smile 

that has entered for your pleasure. 

God's creation has that same sort of music. 

You see it 

and it’s like a song of thoughts 

come to soften and steal your heart 

to the wonders of 

'what is He smiling about?' 

Then all of a sudden you realize 

that His eyes have caught yours 

and that is what brought on the smile... 

just like the baby. 

Having no fear, 

no judgments, 

no offenses

....just looks at you and smiles. 

Yes, the music of creation (me) 

has my attention 

and I just saw God look at me and smile.

In seeing such a beautiful smile, 

I know only to continue my question of thoughts.  

Why have I caught His attention 

that He would show such pleasure?  

My first response might go to my failures 

I have judged against myself 

and so I might want to cover them 

with a quick reason why I acted as such.  

When I see that His smile has continued 

I wonder if my good has outweighed my bad; 

but something within knows 

that is never going to happen.  

Is His smile locked towards me forever, 

I wonder.  

Have I anything to fear?  

Should I try to understand?  

Should I ask, 

why is this Love stretching so low 

to reach between my zillion thoughts 

that cram into my morning, 

to catch my attention, this music of creation? 

Like a baby whom I have no acquaintance 

searches his world for eyes to fix upon, 

finds eyes everywhere 

and smiles of pleasure are expressed 

across his face.  

Satisfied to watch 

as the entertainment of life plays out; 

Poppa God takes my world 

as His responsibility 

to cover in unconditional love.  

His smile sounds of bells ringing, 

as suddenly I hear 

coming from my walk in His Garden.  

His smile is taking on a song 

that tells His Story and I listen.  

He tells of how this Love 

has no end for He has no end.  

“No end?” I ask.   

His voice, 

now a beautiful song sounding 

responds, “I Am.”   

My chin lifts 

as if I might better understand infinity 

if I look up 

but it’s as if the impossible 

surrounds my mind.  

“How?” 

escapes my thoughts.  

His response, 

“Worth has no end.”  

“Worth?” 

I ask.   

His response, 

“I have placed ‘Worth’ 

upon you 

and nothing can take away this mark.”  

“So I have ‘Worth’?” 

I ask.  

The Song responds again 

to now saturate every part of me, 

as if I have stepped into a heaven realm 

that takes away the ground beneath me, 

and it Sings to me, 

“My eyes see 

the dance of my Spirit 

day and night.  

For I created the sun, moon, 

and all the glory of breath and life.  

My Spirit dances 

within all I created 

and is centered within 

each of my children.  

My gift to you, 

my Spirit, 

gives ‘you’ Worth which has no end.” 

Oh Poppa, 

I see that love 

has enlightened my thoughts 

and I rejoice.  

For in portion 

I understand 

‘Worth’ 

as I ponder my own children 

whom I adore.  

With fresh thoughts 

I carry Your Name 

with new insight.  

I am Yours, the “I Am”.