WHY THIS PLACE?
I stopped here to wonder
why on earth you created
this particular place, O God?
Why these dark shadows?
Why these hard bark trees?
Why these hard bark trees?
Why the light on these leaves?
Was it like this yesterday morning
at this exact moment? Would you
know the answer to that question
or are you hiding deep in the
dark caves in the undergrowth
wondering about children in China
or an old lady crying with dementia
in a poorly funded county home,
or rocks erupting lava on some
planet in some galaxy that nobody
will know exists till 21,016?
© Andy Costello, Reflections 2016
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