The rain is falling
And even through the thunder I hear you very clearly:
I am not important.
My anger flashes brighter than the lightning
Sent from God to illuminate the hall.
Not important?
Not important.
What on earth has possessed you
To say that
You,
My friend,
My companion,
My dear boy,
Are not important?
The thunder rolls,
Louder this time,
Like God is saying to you,
You are wrong.
I made you in My Image, boy.
I don’t make unimportant things.
Don’t you believe me?
Don’t you believe Him?
My life would be
So very different if it were not for
You.
Sunshine fills my rainy days
When you are around.
A gentle hug, a kind word,
A crass joke,
Uplifting me like a hot air balloon
Right up to Cloud Nine.
If you are not important, Happiness is not important.
If you are not important, I do not love you.
If you are not important, God did not make you.
…
God, Happiness, and I disagree with you.
…
Your beautiful insides and outsides
Are a wondrous testament,
Showcasing the Good Work of The Artist.
If nothing else,
You are important
Because He and I love you.