First Sight

When was it that we first glimpsed God?

Was it in the red, wrinkled smallness

in the half light?

Or later in the strong feet

striding across the hills

which a few aeons ago he had called into being?

Or with a strange thrill

in the hand which reached out to touch some

and make it whole?

Or in a sudden contact

with those searching eyes,

Splitting men’s heart’s like pea pod’s to pour…

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