Verse to a Glorious Earth

Ah, Glorious Earth, I give you sight through

my eyes. All the splendor and misery I see,

the majesty and rock-hard stubbornness

of mountains, the rage of wave yet gentle-

ness of shoreline caressing seas. I hear your

refrain. Your rivers of vitality course through

me. I pay homage, give praise to your verdant

diversity. I bow down and comply with your

dynamic winds of change. History and destiny,

the elemental biology and geology of you flows

freely through my veins. Ah, Glorious Earth, I give

you precious sight through my eyes, surveying

the realm of imagined possibility. And bound

to your graces, sunken deeply into your tumul-

tuous mires, I shall, nonetheless, sail with you

as a minuscule speck of light in the dilated eye
of eternal universality.

Chris Hanch 3-2-18