You And Me, God

When I see the greatness thou art, An infinite radiant arc, I muse on my minuscule part— Me a fumbling distant spark; Beside thee— a precious diamond, A carbon I'm as a charcoal; Beside an ocean pole-to-pole, Me, but a land-locked stagnant pond; Against an infinite, one whole, I am a struggling, puny soul. But when I see the truth—that how Thou art same as I and I thou, And if thou art a complete whole, Me too, no less a complete whole, One whole born of another whole, And still, I scarce my promise see, O Lord, here's the struggling me, Lost in my own vastness, mid-sea! A seed potential that may sprout, Who hath planted this germ of doubt? _________________________________________ Musings | 05.08.13 |