Oh, to be a branch-bird, perched up high,
Watching sea mountains reach for the sky.
As the world candle lit with grace,
divine presence, in every place.
In petal-fall, the trees shed their gold,
As winter blankets the earth, with icy cold,
Every creature, big and small, full of might,
The indomitable power of the divine, in every sight.
The earth, the sea, of wonders and more,
A treasure trove, with secrets in store,
From the highest peak to the deepest sea,
all creations are a part of divinity.
The post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z and is written for the alphabet K.
K is for Kenning.
