Divine

The ignorant, the critics say, that I worship poetry as if were religion- my god, I say, not God but a divine gift certainly, like nature friendship good health. It's said I know, one cannot look upon God's face and live, But through art I believe, God's face is manifest to see, feel, hear. Thus, He reveals Himself and the poet is prophet like an ancient psalmist a scribe, and so, records glimpses, excerpts, morsels of Creation.