Letter to God.

There may be a force

Guiding the universe

Rather than blind science
But I cannot see it
Although I have looked
Prayers answered by silence

My wife lies sleeping
Tended by beeping machines
She may well be dying
I don’t believe in you, God

And yet I am asking

Please give me back my wife

You don’t need her

But I do, she is my love

My morning, my evening, my life

So, if you exist, intervene

I would be so grateful

Amongst so much strife

If you could find the time
In your busy schedule

To save one precious life
I have been imperfect
Let her down, been low and mean
I'll change if you give me a sign

Please grant me this one wish
You gaseous lack of rationality

And give me back my wife

© shaun patrick green