Poem: God Seeing

When I look out upon this earth and see

These breathing things so seemingly self-making

(Oh, how they burst and sprout and raise their faces!),

These quickened things so solemnly sky-staring

(This sky with lights and waters overspilling!),

I want to put my knees to earth and gather

These treasures with their silvered mists and snows

Into my hands and kiss them, one by one;

So am I overcome with many blessings.

(Photo: Image by Baptiste Lheurette from Pixabay)

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