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Where is Poetry? by Janet Martin © 2009 From whence comes inspiration? And where is poetry? This, the serious question One day was asked of me And without hesitation I said, 'from God, of course' But now in contemplation I could have said much more For as I slowly waken To greet another day Before my eyes are open I'm privileged to pray To the great Creator Of Heaven and of earth This Holy Mediator Gives each new day birth Ah surely, surely this must be A treasured bit of poetry Then from my bed I hasten To view dawns tender kiss Where lawns and gardens glisten In this solitary bliss But here and there a feathered friend Cannot contain its praises As pinks and golds and purples blend His heavenly glory blazes Golden warmth melts shadow-lands And deeper blues surrender To the touch of Heavens hand And daylights kiss so tender Faintly in the morns dawning A new-born baby cries And mother smiles and softly sings Her gentle lullabies Ah surely, surely this must be A treasured bit of poetry The brilliant blossoms open wide And soundlessly unfold A seed, so tiny brown and dried Is now a lily gold And everywhere I turn to see Gods magnificence Ah, there is glorious poetry In His omnipotence As He opens up His hand And showers blessing down I simply cannot comprehend The priceless wealth I own As childrens laughter, loving arms Wrap their warmth around me A thousand, thousand wondrous charms Softly here surround me Ah surely, surely you agree Everywhere is poetry |
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