Abandonment
“Why has god abandoned us!” he cried, teary eyed, to the heavens."
“You’re looking in the wrong place,” said God;
“I am here, where I’ve always been:
in the warblings of the brook,
the whisperings of the trees,
the sprays of the seas;
every beat of a butterfly’s wing, &
every tweet of a bird in the spring,
is me.”
“It was you who abandoned me,
when you resigned me to life in heaven.”
PHOTO CREDITS: Brook and Trees by Simon Wilkes;
Spring robin redbreast by Jan Meeus; both via Unsplash.com
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