In changing of the seasons that go on
unceasingly, from winter until fall;
in each day's path from day until the dawn -
I see so much, yet I've not seen it all.
This world, of which I am so very fond,
contains a fraction of creation's art
that God has wrought in all the worlds beyond!
Oh, sun above, shine on and fill my heart
with radiance of beauty; let me know
that we have value to a loving God
though we be as the grains of sand below.
Shine on, oh moon and stars, I'm ever awed!
All that we know and all we've yet to see
are proof of God for all eternity.
Sept. 24, 2019 for Regina Riddle's Write A Psalm Poetry Contest
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2019