proving God by the numbers how could I ever explain
I’ve never been that good with them
but when I see the wind
I feel that it is Him
the dew on the grass
the rain rising and falling continually
the clouds over the sun
the way that moonlight comes and goes
and always has since
I’ve ever known anything at all
and whether the rose
was dreamed by Him or not
Somebody must have thought up
such loveliness
Someone goes with me
more than my shadow
and if He were a shadow
even then He would be beyond
all brightening
Who lightens every life
that comes into the world
says His mysterious Word
beyond all other words,
the most heartening
I will gather all proofs
and scatter them to the wind
And close my eyes
to realize again
the heart knows what it knows
and cannot be convinced otherwise
mary angela douglas 28 january 2019
