December 10, 2021

At the Bottom of it all, God

I really don't know what it's like

I sometimes think I do, but I don't

I really don’t have an idea at all

I think I feel often overwhelmed

when uncomprehended sadnesses

cast long dark shadows on my soul

yet they pass and in my right mind

I can't say anything about them

and I really know my life is too grand

to lose myself upon a sea of tears

joy does not fleet, if unseen, is not

made less real for its unseeing

I know, I know beyond remotest doubt

this life I live owns another's envy

love, home, warmth, food, toil

constant unconsidered blessings

and firm beneath the bottom of it all

my reliable unyielding foundation

my hope, my life, my endless joy

God alone!