Tuesday, November 3, 2009

A wild-embracing hymn

Let every stone and tree,
each grass or shell I see,
invoke epiphany:
that You are there.

In every heart,
weak, wild, or bold --
all humans,
young or old --
may each of us behold,
that You are there.

In troubles and in pains,
in sorrow, loss, or gains
let knowledge still remain
that You are there.



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2 comments:

Maureen said...

This image really intrigues me. I'd love to know more about it.

Diane Walker said...

It's just a piece of driftwood, with a puddle of water collected in a knothole.