-- Living Grace --

John Herlihy

Those mountains, rivers, and lakes,

Far more than just a pretty picture.

Gaze upon them, the heart breaks,

Indelible signs as enduring fixture.

Those distant stars seem to beckon,

In the depths of darkness so remote.

Many millions, captured in a second,

Light streams shimmer as they float.

The infinite spectacle of nature’s face,

Those sun flowers, blue-bells, daffodils.

No question, answer, just living grace,

Much forgotten, this remembered still.

The oneness of it all sinks into the soul,

Disparate elements finally made whole.

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Copyright © John Herlihy

Saturday 11 February 2023