Never Without

I'm alone.

I look around and I see no life.

I am alone.

Water, water and more water surrounds me,

Trees, trees, and more trees surround me.

I am alone.

But am I really alone?

I don't feel alone.

I try to find food to eat, 

but there's nothing here to sustain me.

'Go to the tree that bares the widest width,'

I look around to find the source of the voice.

Am I going crazy?

'Go to the tree,'

The voice sprouts familiarity...

It's soft, still and clear.

I go to the tree in the middle of the jungle.

I don't see anything but the tree.

'Look up,'

I look up and see various fruits hanging from its limbs,

Ripe and whole.

I climb the tree and grab what I need.

I look to the sky and imagine a roof,

night is coming soon and I have no roof.

I wonder what to do for shelter and wait for the voice to answer.

'Don't worry, I will provide.'

I wait for further instruction and wait in the tree.

The sky is black and the temperature has dropped.

I feel protected and warm,

I do not need a blanket for warmth.

The next morning I wait for further instruction,

But I do not fear, for the voice will come.

'I am here,' it says.

'Who are you?' I ask.

'I am God, I am with you always.'

I may be alone,

But was I ever really alone?