The Patterns That Connect
A Poem By Gwen Meyer
The patterns that connect
The ant to the bear, the winter to the spring,
And the bumblebee to the pond it browses near
Run in and through me,
The simple truth of God, whose Presence
Underlies everything, everywhere,
From a flower blooming at my feet
To the iceberg that just calved
Off the glacier into the bay
And beyond that to the stars themselves.
This is a new season, yet it follows
Timeless eternities of cycles,
Each mote of life distinct, each atom, and each cell
A drop of that which is so vast
And displaying all Its Splendor.
God’s song sings in my heart as well,
And shines in the hearts of those I love.