Worthy

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“I am worthless,” my friend sighed to me.  “Oh, no,” I urged, “you are so worthy, so deserving.”  My friend wanted to believe, but could not.  “You are worthy,” I insisted again.  This poem declares your worthiness:

WORTHY

I AM:

rocks and ice in frozen space:

I AM:

dazzling beacons of pulsing proton beams:

I AM:

rainbow clouds, glowing, brilliant, birthing billions of bright suns:

I AM:

gold dust, iron dust, plutonium dust, the stuff of supernova stars:

I AM:

volcanoes bursting liquid stone to the skies, hot and hissing:

I AM:

waters of life, boiling and crystalline, flowing, flowing:

I AM:

the breath of God:

I AM.

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14 thoughts on “Worthy

    1. Roger Baker-Utah Post author

      Let me give it a try.

      You are: scarlet maple leaves clinging to sweet faithful trees.
      You are: a brook bubbling musically over boulders.
      You are: a kestrel–searching, studying–and a robin twittering wonder.
      You are: a butterfly on a breeze–a wood nymph, I think–searching, finding.
      You are: sunset’s gloaming on the horizon.

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