(A poem from my poetry book, I SEE)

The earth is in your hands;
The sun is for you too.
The world is at your command;
Everything is for you.

The rivers and mountains obey you;
The tides roll up at your feet.
Every atom of creation adores you;
Every moment of life is sweet.

Through countless lives you’ve ascended;
Millions of fears overcome.
Now all your doubts have been mended;
It’s true your God’s precious son.

Jack Shinholser