Poetry of Kansas

God Is Here.

God is here! I hear His voice
While thrushes make the woods rejoice.
I touch His robe each time I place
My hand against a pansy's face.
I breathe His breath if I but pass
Verbenas trailing through the grass.
God is here! From every tree
His leafy fingers beckon me.

__Madeleine Aaron

Contemporary Kansas Poetry
Helen Rhoda Hoopes
page 15
(Kansas City: Joseph D. Havens Company. 1927)

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