i have come a long way

over sea and sod.

i found nothing small as me,

nothing great as god.

god has in his keeping

eternities of time.

he hears worlds of trouble

but, gives ear to mine.

he sways stars and planets,

“keeps the keys of death.”

but in his loving kindness

paused to give me breath.

i have seen a mountain

sweet flowers, a bird, a tree.

god has lovely children

dare he look on me?