There and Back Again

My footfalls in the unlighted hall,
Reverberate from an unseen wall;
Whether from length or maybe breadth,
For now they linger, evading death;
Brought on by darkened things unknown,
That swallow them ‘till they have gone.

It’s good, I think, that they die down,
Lest when the next one comes around;
It find no time to call its own,
Or chance to sound its sharpest tone,
Be muddled by the one before
And indistinct come its report.

Marvelous

Early morning dew at rest
On every sparkling blade;
First light gloriously attests
To jewels God has made.

Given eyes to marvel at
How His majestic hand
Puts wings upon the tiny gnat
And counts the ocean’s sand.

Look above if after dark
And tell me what you see.
Theorize a pair of quarks
Yes, wonder if they be.

He made us to appreciate
These things that we have found
To know that He exceeds the great
and His mercies do abound.