When I was young my biggest query was where did I come from? It left me leery!
Who made the earth? Who hung the moon? I never bought “Big Bang Kaboom!”
From a slimy amoeba, a hairy ape? These theories offered slight escape!
Thinking of a dragonfly or waterfall, it seemed that back behind it all,
I’d find artistic mastery of majestic capacity!
Watching a great green caterpillar crawl I glimpsed the mystery of it all.
There was a source for rustling leaves, the busy buzzing of the bees.
Behind the thunder and the rain. Who created everything?
It left no inkling of a doubt. God is what its all about!