You Master All The Rhyming
You master all the rhyming in the world,
You master tunes and rhymes in such a Grace,
and all the Stars and Spheres and Your children
that sing and dance and laugh in Your Embrace!…
In vain I think I just made a great poem.
The Greatness is all Yours…I have to laugh!
Mine are just fingers, holding up a pencil.
Yours are orchestre, instruments and graph…
And yet, I am so grateful for all ages,
to be Your fingers, in Your Grace Divine,
to let my Love and heart vibrate in tuning
and dive all worlds in Wondrous Music Thine…
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