15. Sculpting

And here beyond the universe you dwell,
Setting into motion clouds and rain,
Taking into hand and shaping well
The mountains curving upwards from the plain.
So vast that men have set no foot to rest
On every rock and crag and waterfall
Among them. Let your worthy heart be blessed
With sounds of waves, of winds, rejoicing, all.
As we inspire ourselves with what we see,
Your splendor goes beyond the naked eye
And farther still than telescopes while we
Can fathom not your power though we try.
You are the sculptor, mastermind and cause
And set in motion love and life and laws.



postscript
Part of my Crown of Sonnets based on characteristics of God. Here: creator. Day 15 of NaPo! Halfway done! Boom.