THE VOICE OF GOD
I BENT AGAIN UNTO THE GROUND,
AND HEARD THE QUITE SOUND
WHICH THE GRASSES MAKE WHEN THEY,
CAME UP LAUGHING FROM THE CLAY.
' WE ARE THE VOICE OF GOD' THEY SAID
THEREUPON I BENT MY HEAD,
DOWN AGAIN THAT I MIGHT SEE,
IF THEY TRULY SPOKE TO ME.
BUT AROUND ME EVERYWHERE
GRASSES , TREES , AND MOUNTAINS WERE
THUNDERING IN MIGHTY GLEE
' WE ARE THE VOICE OF DEITY'
AND I LEPT FROM WHERE I LAY
AND DANCED UPON THE LAUGHING CLAY
AND TO THE ROCK THAT SAND BESIDE
'WE ARE THE VOICE OF GOD' I CRIED
