Across the Gorge
All yours, God said, eyes sweeping
Over an expanse of lush greenery across
A wide, deep gorge. A rolling carpet
Of lotus and daffodils in the shade
Of hillocks--juts of jumbled winking rocks.
All mine! ... Across this gorge! I mumbled.
How? ... I should need some help!
Reason said, I can't help.
Wisdom said, Neither can I.
Eyes squinted. I won't dare.
My heart throbbed, set on the rocks,
The treasures beneath the hills,
The lush garden sunning fresh bloom.
The gorge! The wide, deep gorge!
I must possess the land. Yes ... I must.
Then, faith whispered, I will help you.
I jerked. My eyes bulged. How? ...
Grasp the rope! A swing takes you there.
The rope! A swing! ... Grasp the rope!
Faith smiled. Yes ... His word.
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