'Standing Still and Waiting for God'

'I hear u talking; u are what all hearts r made of. I see your face in the dove at my window sill. I hear your voice in the sound of the crow. I see you glide through the sky as an eagle. I feel your breathe as the ocean air upon my face. I feel your touch as the waves lapping at my feet. But where r u; will u not show your face my love...'