evidence of things not seen

i may not see the One i believe and that is all right. why? because traces of Him linger all around me. i watch a fiery sun melt into a deep purple night sky and heaven can almost be seen. a cool breeze floats over me on a summer's day and His breath lingers for a second. i hear the song of a meadowlark and His voice hides behind the notes. i smell the sweetness of a rose and His fragrance sweeps by. i taste the salt air of the ocean's mist and His overtones leave me longing for more.