Schizophrenic Poems, Short Stories, and Thoughts

Some wood and nails, up on a hill 
His amazing love, serenity revealed 
With thorns and cross, eternity fulfilled 
When we question not, his goodwill 

Inspiration, in his artistic ways 
With no words at all, he has so much to say 
His amazing love, left on replay 
And there is so much, we can't repay 

I sing to you in poetic verse 
I can count on you, when reality is worse 
And, when this world begins to coerse 
Or, when this life gets to adverse 

You are the Father, and you are love 
Sending us angels, you watch, from above 
And when in need you give us a shove 
Because, you are the Father, and you are love