Divine

The ignorant,
the critics say,
that I worship poetry
as if were
religion- my god,
I say, not God
but a divine gift
certainly, like
nature
friendship
good health.
It's said I know,
one cannot look upon God's face
and live,
But through art I believe,
God's face is manifest
to see, feel, hear.
Thus, He reveals Himself
and the poet is prophet
like an ancient psalmist
a scribe,
and so, records
glimpses, excerpts, morsels
of
Creation.

Comments

Jan Wienen

Keep writing. Love and teach through your poetry. 

Laying down our time as a sacrifice to help others to search for truth

underlines the purpose of service.

 

Jan

 

Annette M Velasquez

Yes!

Annette M Velasquez

Yes!

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