Life's Granduer
Life's grandeur overtook me
And I proffered not a word--
But listened ever quietly
Being calmly reassured.
For I heard a songbird singing,
Though the tune I didn't know--
As I spied her southward winging,
Having somewhere else to go.
And the bloom of every flower
Gave my soul the will to rest--
For sacred was this quiet hour,
And I, for silence blessed.
For only God can make a tree,
And I think a sunset too--
Creating He, the likes of me...
And creating likewise you.
Copyright © Mel Merrill | Year Posted 2015
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