Thursday, February 19, 2015

Creation's Cathedral


I spent yesterday morning outside because I heard the already cold temps were going to nose-dive for the next few days, again! They were right!




There are no pictures on these walls
Yet everywhere we look
The awesome artwork of Someone
Fills every rill and nook

The floors are laid with carpet rare
White plush or lush leaf-green
And we are drawn to linger where
The air is sweet and keen

No clock to tick and tock or mock
No rigid rules intone
Here Worship needs no noise of talk  
In nature’s pantheon

…and we are welcome, one and all
Into this holy place
To wander slow, its tree-lined hall
Or gaze on heaven’s face

For nothing else can quite compare
In workmanship or fame
To creation’s Cathedral where
Earth shouts her Master’s Name

© Janet Martin


 The earth is the Lord's, and the fulness thereof; the world, and they that dwell therein. Ps. 24:1



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