Lift Up Your Gaze

Weary traveler 

tired and bent 

from the weight of your sorrow,

look up slowly

and raise your head

to the beauty of all creation,

from the smallest stones

that lie down quietly

to serve your path

to the small ant

dutifull in labor 

and unquestioned purpose,

from the beautiful flower

in humble offering

expecting nothing in return

to the bee 

who dances between petals

serving nature's endless duty,

from tall grass dancing

in sweeping valleys

of rolling golden hills

to your brothers 

who toil along side you 

to help with your burden,

from majestic trees 

that reach to the sky

and petition the clouds for rain

to the sun 

that patiently gives way

to the watchful moon,

and as you raise your head

to the stars

of endless galaxies

you will have raised your heart

to the beauty of all things

as you gaze into the Infinite.

Ken Owen   Van Niddy Press   June 2014