A Quiet Impression
by Bryan MilesLike a feather drifts
In the stillness of air
You whisper softly,
And you are there
There in the midst
Though no one would know
Quietly descending
Like falling snow
A leaf cascading
Down from a tree
Catches the eye
Of one who can see
Aware of his surroundings
Not merely by chance
Nature's ballet
A graceful dance
Like a star that shimmers
A silent glow
Your glory shines forth
It's You, I know
In the cluster of the universe
You spread Your hand
A far away planet
A grain of sand
The silence of space
The splendor of Your throne
Earth is your footstool
Each mountain of stone
A quiet impression
Is all it takes
The hurricanes roar
The earth, it quakes
The lightning flashes
The thunder roars
The presence of God
To one who ignores
The caterpillar's crawl
The butterfly's flight
The fall of a tear
A child's delight
Just kneeling by your bedside
Or sitting on a hill
The presence of God
Is calming, and still
Still in the process
Of slowing down your run
Just a quiet impression,
Like the warmth from the sun...
