silent words and poetry

Saturday, July 12, 2008

His providence

metamorphosis

changing like bugs

from something odd and goopy

to something different

or with beauty

We can obverse him through nature.

HIs providence and workings of creations

shows us he cares for us.

For he cares for the lilies and for the fields

all creatures and animals

and all the seas and there deeps.

How much more shall he care for the beings

in his own image ?

For stars were created as a sign of his care

And for comfort in the night

So in him I shall trust

because I am his beloved

of the one called chirst

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