God's Own Choir

God’s Own Choir

by

Zachoia Cooper
(age 14)

Upward there shines a twinkling star

I see it through the shades, ajar

I close my eyes then look again

Light piercing black, come from afar

Behold, upward, a shining star

Downward, there grows a blade of grass

To cheer a lad, to cheer a lass

I smile, too, whene’er I gaze

Outside, beyond my window glass

Behold, downward, a blade of grass

Heav'n bound, there goes a blazing spark

Against the black, the change is stark

Of embers bursting upon the scene

To alleviate the pressing dark

Behold, heav'n bound, a blazing spark

Earthbound, there falls a drop of rain

To fall on mountain, hill, or plain

It falls, then drains, evaporates

Becomes a cloud, then falls again

Behold, earthbound, a drop of rain.

Drops of rains form bogs of mire

(The rain condensed from raining prior)

Stars illuminate night air

A blade of grass, a spark of fire

Creation sings, tis God’s own choir.

(original and unedited)

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