How can I begin...?

How can I begin to tell youWhat God means to me?              The constant rhythm of endless sea,              The croon of a cradlesong,              The flame with arc of color,              The silence of the moonflower—These hint what God is like to me.

He means to me the timelessness of no beginning,The agelessness of no ending.I glimpse the glory of cosmic order—The promise of eternity.

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July 21, 1980
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