We Know There's A God Poem by Madrason .

They live at the sea ebb and flood
they shuffle the coasts sturdily
the magic of some kind of trigonometry
deep and blue is the sky
deep and dark is her womb
the pied a terre destiny of you and I
the stepping stone for you and me
the pedestal for a family-tree
from birth until the tomb
dressed with the stars
whirled by dolphins and whales
and the magma through cracks
drawing the road-maps of rivers
like a dance un to their breasts;
They live at the sea ebb and flood
they shuffle the coasts sturdily
the magic of some kind of trigonometry
and if we look carefully we know there's a God! M