Saturday, 12 December 2015

Might this be God…?

Could this be God then,
          when the rugged old oak
splashes rain on my head?

Or when the brisk wind
            snatches at my hair
and lifts the load from my back?

Might this be God then
            when the lime tree scatters
the earth with luminous yellow hearts?

Or when the scarlet rose hips
            glossy with dew, spread
the power of peace within me?

Could this truly be God then
          when wind, leaves, earth and rain
create in me this happiness?

©Sue Burley

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