Sunday, May 31, 2009

#12 of 25

How can you not see God?
Why so blind?
Why so hidden behind disbelief and wicked signs?
See the tree proud and sturdy
See the leaves so green
See the warbler and the thrust
See living, breathing, fluttering beings?
See the goose her child beside
See the swan, such grace
See swimming, gliding, flying things?
How can you not, oh not see God?

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