The Grandeur of Life

A photograph may define
What man can barely see
The grandeur of creation
That sweeps from sea to sea.

His proteges have not language
Nor tongue with which to impart
Yet each presupposes
The Master’s precious art.

In mountains there is splendor
From valley to mountain peak
With energy enough for sharing
With the depths of an ocean’s sweep.

While history’s lingering presence

Is allowed to have her sleep

Beneath the cool green surface

There burns a furnace at her feet.

Can compromise dare settle

The broadness of the breach

While the threat of death simmers

Within the circle’s reach?

So must we search for light

To prepare for that great dawn

When life will come for perfection

To quell the circle’s brawn.


2 thoughts on “The Grandeur of Life

  1. great post – excellent color!


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