Poetry from the Cabin 01/18/2024

Magnificence

Rock slides, fears rise, trees die
My part is dark, is stark
With earth’s impermanence

Shifting, drifting, sifting
My time—a line in rhyme
Of insignificance

Heroes, oh no, not so
Pretend, upend, descend
Below indifference

My feet—ground sinks beneath
My plans, like sand, in fan
I never can advance

Winds blow, trees grow, true stone
And stand—mountain, so grand
Majestic countenance

Called up, rise up, run up
To top, aloft, and stop
And see the great distance

Heaven—curtain does rend
Lying, blinding, hiding
Within my indolence

Up here, so near—drop sheer
Vision, risen, listen
On love so mountainous

On wings, I sing, bells ring
In Him, trust Him, with Him
In His magnificence