The Maker's Monument Poem by Benjamin Icon Ede

He's here,
Look at Him there;
Standing at the corners of everywhere
And can be seen anywhere.

Gaze upon the smiling moon;
In the sparkles of little stars,
In the colourful rainbow at noon;
Peep deep into the beautiful skies;
He is there:

Hear the sweet songs birds chirple,
Listen to the whispers of the wind,
Hear the thunder and lightning rumble,
Heed the gentle tutor in your mind,
He's there:

In the tender droping dew upon dizzy morning;
amid amazing tears flowing from the cloud,
Amidst slow soft touch of breeze in quiet sleepy evening:
The truine spirit is there,
And stands at the corners of every.