Poetry

Aware

by Arthur Mampel

“Are not five sparrows sold for a penny? And yet not one of them is overlooked by God.” (Matthew 12:6)

Time seduces the blood,
blurs the sight of the
Traveller on his way
from sun to sun.

Even the plight of one age
tossed into that dark brevity
matters to the perfect Host.

For the ultimate in all things
evolves with intent and design;
and in the final summary
not even one atom
is so slight or unnecessary
to be passed over
by that complete stare.