Andrew Morrison Poems

Barely perceptible to the naked, non-localized eye
Specks of dust they,
Some bigger, some smaller,
Specks of dust nonetheless,
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What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him? For thou hast made him a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and honour. Thou madest him to have dominion over the works of thy hands; thou hast put all things under his feet: All sheep and oxen, yea, and the beasts of the field; The fowl of the air, and the fish of the sea, and whatsoever passeth through the paths of the seas. Psalms 8: 4-8.

Man!
That I am.
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