shane dickie

The Field of Grasshoppers

I walk barefoot through a field of grasshppers
On my way to a local pool,
Feeling the fresh brisk morning air in my lungs
The grasshoppers tickle my feet as they
Do what God make them to do
What wonder the world is!
What majesty hold it together!
From the tiny grasshopper to the vast galaxies,
Nature & life are brightest when felt
Rather than analysed,
My morning is perfect,
My heart is soaring,
Aleluia!

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