The Rustle of Angel Wings
copyright, 1997 by Linda Stover Van Fleet

I looked for You in big things;
I couldn't find You there.
I cried; I sighed; for others seemed to see You
Everywhere.
I wanted just to know You
so much to hear You speak;
But alas, I found that others heard Your voice;
Not me.
A child smiled at me today
And suddenly I knew
 Your smile!  In little things unnoticed!  Lord,
It was You.
"Seek and you shall find Me
in every little thing."
Finally, I'm listening!  
Did I just hear the Rustle of Angel Wings?