POETRY: VISUAL EVIDENCE












The Wonders of your hand
Never stops amazing me
When I watch the rain
And feel the wind blow, whispering your name
I know you are existing.

Listening to a river run,
Watering the earth
Gazing at a bird in flight
Soaring through the air
I believe you are existing

Watching a leaf on its brief journey,
Twisting, turning and dancing its way to the ground,
A singing bird and a mighty tree,
The expanse of open sea that depicts your existence
Lord, I believe you are in existence

                                               ‘Tundegold
                                                2002

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