AH!
rocks cry out
Leaves and stars scream
The deafening din of all design
shouts of contrast, pattern, rhyme
depth and breadth and width and time
storms and seas and vast expanse
beasts and seasons. Songs and plants
An endless, undulating dance
A HOLY HOLY HOLY noise
taken altogether – VOICE!
Too terrible to hear, and then
Amazingly, some comprehend
With grateful eyes for bounded scope
We take our small circumference in
Five senses make our hearts explode!
Any more would be our end
Unruly din of dear design
A tumult, clamor, ruckus wild
Hammering and drawing back
In waves of unrelenting might
Proclaiming I! and I! and I!
Until our minds, Creation’s own
Gray witness to this awesome play
Recorders of the cavalcade
Can only render, lost in words
Worship from the ancient earth
for never-ending wonders wrought -
five motions of the hand of God.
