Our Lord is God of all below the sod
Every worm, every bug, beneath earth’s grand “rug.”
Every rodent in his burrowed or borrowed den
Every fleck of gold, still hidden, still unsold
Every diamond in the rough, with angles enough
Every pricy stone, or coal in its black zone
Every pool or stream of oil, miles or meters below soil
Every vein of water for living, recycled, recently giving
Every know (or unknown) cave, dry or sloshed by wave
Every Carlsbad-like cavern, unlit by tiny lantern
Every volcano ready to spout smoke and cinder out
Every hot spot waiting to blow. He’s God of all below!
– eab. 7/10/09
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Our Lord is God of all beside the sod
Every rivulet you see, running away to sea.
Every tiny country creek, its own level gone to seek,
Every middle-sized branch, by a town, through a ranch,
Every muddy or clear river, free or irrigation “giver,”
Every mighty “Mississip,” running low or to the lip,
Every Nile heading north, churning for all its worth,
Every Amazon miles broad, full of uncaught cod,
Every ocean near and far, under southern or north star,
Every creature in the brine, often found on hook and line,
Every mammoth of the deep, dark down where wrecks sleep,
Every thing in water’s wet, He’s God of it all, yet.
– eab, 7/14/09
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Our Lord is God
of all below the sod,
Every worm, every bug,
beneath earth’s grand “rug.”
Every rodent in
his burrowed or borrowed den,
Every fleck of gold,
still hidden, still unsold,
Every diamond in the rough,
with angles enough,
Every pricy stone,
or coal in its black zone,
Every pool or stream of oil,
miles or meters below soil,
Every vein of water for living,
recycled, recently giving,
Every know (or unknown) cave,
dry or sloshed by wave,
Every Carlsbad-like cavern,
unlit by tiny lantern,
Every volcano ready to spout
smoke and cinder out,
Every hot spot waiting to blow.
He’s God of all below!
– eab,7/10/09
Read Full Post »