Divining Rods We Are For God

While Feet Feeling Ground Are Handles For Crown



because the world was unkind

I tried to hide

inside my mind

there I thought our world’s embraced

by blessings

from a distant place





but sensing legs support our head

we are divining rods

that tread

feet’s soles ground soul

to seek

sense

find

what’s here

near

all

around’s

divine