Glory

'The whole earth is filled with His glory'...

LIKE, that slice of golden sunlight which overtook the purple wedge of cloud, casting a warm glow across hill
tops and tips
of leaves.

OR, the dew drops clutching lacy spider webs,
bejewelled strands lavishly draping straight lined hedgerows.

Birds that greet the morning with a song.

BUT, could we be
splinters of your laughter,
small fragments of your glory
scattered over the earth?

Maybe
you threw back your head in delight at what you had created,
clapped your hands with joy,
and, as a million more stars shot into the heavens like sparks from an anvil,
we were filled with your life, your breath.

And we move to the rhythm of the swaying grass
the pounding waves
the rise and set of sun.
for in all things there is heard the echoes of your heartbeat
so we dance, we dance.

And could the seas be
great pools of your tears?
tears of love so deep we'll never reach the bottom.
and this love it overwhelms us
it draws us
beckons us with its ceaseless lapping upon the shores.
stretches off to distant horizons.
and we paddle, wade, dive, play, float in it.