James Mcqueen Williams
God Must Be A Poet - Poem by James Mcqueen Williams
The boughs they all are dancing, To the windsong melody, Eternal secrets told in rhyme, By the brook enroute to sea, The birdsong sweetly ushers in, Earth`s pregnancy with spring, As all of life is born again, The angels begin to sing, Song and dance they fill the air, At winters dying throes, My spirit climbs to join them there, Not caring where it goes, As God conducts His orchestra, His music fills my heart, And nature`s choir sings harmony, As my soul departs, God must be a poet and, He`s left for me to find, The beauty of His poetry, And the meaning in every line.
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