Eternities of time.

He hears worlds of trouble

But, gives ear to mine.

He sways stars and planets,

“Keeps the keys of death.”

But in his loving kindness

Paused to give me breath.

I have seen a mountain

Sweet flowers, a bird, a tree.

God has lovely children

Dare he look on me?

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Shadows

I SAT with dreams and mated them with shadows

I

Where sunlight flecked the grass and trickled thru

Each swaying twig and branch of spruce and elder

Adoringly, they somehow spoke of you.

I sat tense-eyed, my longing vision sensing,

An unseen, art-wise hand begin to trace.

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