To Omnipotens Poem by Joseph Oladehinde Ibikunle

Thou who erected the sky
With no pillar that holds it high,
Is anything hard for Thee to do?
.
Thou who maketh various foliages
Woods and meadow where snow cascades,
Is anything hard for Thee to do?
.
Thou who makes it black and bright
Bright for the day, black for the night,
Is anything hard for Thee to do?
.
Thou who lets down the rain that clatters
Yet holds high no cistern of water,
Is anything hard for Thee to do?
.
Thou who made numberless of animals
The man and amphibian and ant and mammals,
Is anything hard for Thee to do?
.
Thou who liveth in endless prime
And yet existed long ago before time,
Is anything hard for Thee to do?