I realized that God cannot be seen, he is hidden.
From my sight and my senses, it is frightening!
As I search for a saviour during my physical crisis,
there appeared, the doctor.

Softer than a rose,
his presence felt close.
Eyes sparkling with care,
oh is this fair?
As I was trembling and afraid of the death that might await me,
there appeared, the doctor.

The display of equality, from young to old,
he is God in the form of a human, or so my instinct told.
All the inconvenience he had to go through to save me,
makes me believe he is a true Hero, oh believe me.
Everlasting love shown to all,
there comes the doctor, through summer and fall.
© Sujay G