Glimpse of the glory

 

The world is a big place

Its sheer size

Is testament to God’s grandeur

But it’s more than that.

 

Our tiny brains

Occasionally glimpse God’s work

Where we live

But travel opens our eyes

To the size, complexity and subtlety

Of God’s canvas.

We catch a glimpse

Of the Artist at work

What Merton refers to

As the ‘cosmic dance’.

 

As humans

We describe, ascribe and define

What we see

As if we can control it.

 

Out of our comfort zones

As we travel

We can delight

In the glory

Of the Artist’s creation.

 

Would that we keep that

In our hearts and souls

Always.