you are the ground under my feet
if the ground trembles
you are my ravine
if the ravine crumbles
you are my sea
if the sea dissolves
you are my sky
if the sky falters
you are my star
if the star bursts
you are my Heaven.
these are the words
exactly in their places.
there are no other versions;
the poem cannot write itself:
You are
mary angela douglas 8 july 2009
2 comments:
This is of course, a poem to honor God.
Nothing else can be said after that.
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