meditation on a sermon of John Donne

god could not contain himself and
so he said and so it was
and then he said
that this is
good

glad of the sea
glad of the earth
glad of the sun
glad of the moon
glad of the stars
glad one by one

god said of every one
that this is good this
gladness is
good

and had god thought
god would have said right
then and there that god is good as well

and god could not say
enough of four realms of four
elements seven realms of seven planets

god could not stop and take it in
take it in take it all in
taking it in

god said angels like words
beyond numbers to express them
and still god could not stop and take it in

the elephant the whale behemoth and leviathan
planets and suns and stars and angels
beyond counting and god

could not stop and take it in
so god made us of it all
and vanished in the
whole host of it

god could not stop
to take it in god could not
contain himself and all god said

is good
it is very good

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