I see the grains of sand The moss on the trees Reflections of the sun and It seems that nothing Can surprise me because I feel I am on top of it all But way above the tallest trees At night we see the stars and Even know the constellations But putting that all aside Above and beyond these stars Are clusters of more stars and Energies which emerge and collide The explosions are not within Our grasp and there are no visuals But the depth of the oceans and The height of the sky are nothing Compared to these catastrophes Which I cannot begin to understand But must accept as possibilities And truth and to my own amazement I understand how insignificant i Feel I am and also how God Holds me up to His image and likeness And holds my mundane soul Close to His own Wonder of wonders Like every flake of snow Like every feather Stanski March 31, 2022 ^
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Steve Haarman 