All Things Beautiful

By Lorraine J. Anderson

The world is filled with the beauty of God.

He is the tree stretching up to the sky.

He is the early morning golden mist.

He is the geese flying south on high.

He is the mountain far in the distance

He is the ant industrially toiling.

He is the rainbow after an evening rain.

He is the stormy ocean boiling.

He is the full moon in a clear black sky.

He is the warthog for roots digging.

He is the old man passing by with his walker.

He is the operatic soprano singing.

He is the spider in the web in the corner.

He is the worm in the ground.

He is the robin singing for his mate.

He is the far-off freight train sound.

He is the baby in his mother’s arms.

He is the golden fish in the lake.

He is the shimmering Northern lights .

He is the hissing cobra snake.

He is the butterfly in the flowers.

He is the field of green green soy.

He is the amoeba in the deep sea.

He is the dirty grimy little boy.

He is All and considers all things beautiful.

And asks that we do, too.

May we learn to love all God is.

And follow his lead so true.

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