someDays all i want to
see is
someThing bigger than
myself.
i Was made for
the mountains
and They were made for
me.
that's Not true.
i Was made
for
the Maker of them.
the One who supplies
all Life and
good and truth
and Beauty.
yes, He is.
he Is love and lovely
with passion
and Deep wells of artistry.
everyThing he makes
is Expression and expressive
part of whole
yet I am different, says he.
highEr than mother nature
i Am daughter
of king of kings
prinCess, heroine.
i Look into the merciless
mirRor and see that
indeed
i Am something bigger than myself.