Insignificant
When I look up into the clear night sky,
I catch my breath and wonder why
God made such a stupendous magnificence
for me to while away the evening.
Such a vast array of utterly perfect jewels,
Set in such a flawless configuration that one
does not deny another's splendour of perfection.
The whole display moving with such grace that no
earthly choreographer could ever orchestrate.
We are more than an insignificant part of this
Glorious conception, we are all part of
God's wonderful design. Creation.
When I look up into the clear night sky,
I catch my breath and wonder why.
© Dave Timperley December 11 2016
Copyright © Dave Timperley | Year Posted 2016
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