I Feel Like. . .

 
 
 I feel like
  
 I feel like
 A leaf,
 A snowflake
  
 Life goes by so fast
 Like peering in a looking glass
 Then you step away
  
 What was it that you, God,
 Had in mind
 When you first thought of
 Me
 Was it to rhyme a line
 So they perhaps might
 See 
 Your Face?
  
 Better, clearer,
 Clearer, clearer
 So they might
 Draw nearer,
 Nearer, nearer
 To You?
  
 Never will I know
 All answers
 This side of the grave
 Questions will there
 Always be
 As on I in frailness go.