by Alice B Clagett
Friday, December 12, 2014
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The light of a thousand thousand suns cannot describe
that home from which I come
and to which I go,
from which this worldly house is but
one night's lodging.
He who designed that home fashioned as well
the call of the sparrow,
the keen of the hawk,
the wind on which they ride
dewdrops, raindrops, rivers and seas
joy in the morning,
that sweet pain at the setting of the sun
rocks, and those which dwell therein,
amethysts, rubies, emeralds and pearls
all the green and growing things,
blood, bones, and the sparkling stream of thought
that moves them
And the very Designer who made all these
has made me so very rich, indeed
That all there was, and all there is,
and all there ever shall be
Abides right here, beneath my palm
in the very heart of hearts
--a gift from Alice, from the 1980s
Ascending with Planet Earth
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|Reviewed by Linda Hill
Beautiful poetry, Alice. I enjoyed. Thanks for sharing!
Love and blessings,
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|You describe the world of nature in marvelous ways. I like to think of all of the natural world as a result of serendipity rather than design. It's so much more sublime.