Something of God

Something of God pours into me
    from the blue of the sky above
    from the song of a bird,
    the red of the rose,
    the touch of the hand I love.

Something of God pours into me
    from the ocean's tidal roar
    as I stand alone
    on the windswept sand
    and watch the sea gull soar.

Something of God pours into me
    from the mountains capped with snow,
    from the pine trees
    swaying gently
    as the summer breezes blow.

There's something of God in everything,
    and in everyone we see,
    I pray for the grace
    to see Him in others
    and hope they will see Him in me.

                             ~ Leah Zink