by Devin Mitchell Durbin19 Dec 2014
Where does the sky touch kiss the Earth?
Where does your smile loosen,
to hold life at birth?
Where do we find the morning
when the ocean opens wide;
to kiss the Earth;
and the waves touch to meet us here?
Who are we to question
the way things have been made?
I see it when I look down at your creation
and realize how small I really am.