Stand in Awe Collage & Poetry by Kathy Cotton
Stand in Awe
Pay attention to the dance
of dust as it worships
in a shaft of light,
to hymns of wind
and housefly wings,
soup-pot incense,
asphalt altars.
Revere the symmetry
of pine groves and
fence posts,
little girls holding hands,
book spines lining shelves.
At the holy commotion
of playground, the liturgy
of marketplace, bare your
head. And bend the knee
to sacred rainbows
shining from horizons
and puddles and fish scales.
For mountains and anthills,
for galaxies and grains of
sand, stand in awe.
Always stand in awe.