Seeing

Words fail sometimes.  And I felt like the words in my post Choosing Life were a bit of a failure.  Let me try again.  This time with someone else's words instead of my own.

Seeing

by Leland Foster Wood

Let me see

Thy beauty, O God

Let me not dimly pass

By flaming bushes
And by sparkling streams,

By mountain crag and peak;

Mid bursting of the spring

Or mellow autumn tints
Or winter's white solemnity

Let me not gaze at sunsets uninspired

Or morning skies unmoved,

Nor look in human eyes

With sharp unseeing sight of selfishness.

Let me see thy beauty, O God

In nature, and in thought

In sympathy and kindly deed,

And all the upward striving of mankind.