God writes his poetry on sky and sea
He scrawls on halls of green with amethyst
Or on a lily’s upturned face, dew-kissed
Or in the weeping sigh of willow tree
God’s poetry drips where rain-minstrels sing
From russet autumn afternoon, the fell
Afire with a dying day’s farewell
It murmurs in a brook’s meandering
It broods in blue of winter dusk, in hues
Of lavender, blush, bronze, a flower-storm
Splashed on a hill, his wordless poems charm
The troubadour that pen and ink pursues
God spills His poetry freely to us
The sky, the land and sea proclaim it thus
© Janet Martin
Through God' poetry we catch a glimpse of who He is...
All the earth will worship You, And will sing praises to You;
They will sing praises to Your name." Selah.
Come and see the works of God,
Who is awesome in His deeds toward the sons of men.
Wishing you a worship-full day!