" God The Artist "

God... when you thought of a pine tree

How did you think of a star  ?

How did you dream of the Milky Way

To guide us from afar

How did you think of a clean brown pool

Where flecks of shadows are?

God... when you thought of a cobweb

How did you think of dew?

How did you know a spider house

Had shingles bright and new?

How did you know the human folk

Would love them like they do?

God... when you patterned a bird song

Flung on a silver string

How did you know the ecstasy ?

That crystal call would bring   ?

How did you think of a bubbling throat

And a darling speckled wing?

God... when you chiseled a raindrop

How did you think of a stem  ?

Bearing a lovely satin leaf

To hold the tiny gem

How did you know a million drops   ?

Would deck the morning's hem   ?

Why did you mate the moonlight night

With the honeysuckle vines   ?

How did you know Madeira bloom

Distilled ecstatic wines   ?

How did you weave the velvet disk

Where tangled perfumes are?

God...  when you thought of a pine tree     

How did you think of a star    ...>?

Poem  ::: God the Artist by Angela-Morgan

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