Am I the cymbal alone on my stand
While the brass, woodwind and strings of the universal band
Sound out the tunes the good Lord plays?

That’s how it feels… Is God a one-man band
With hands that pluck, strum, tap and brush, punch hard sometimes
With toes that press on pedals, twinkle over bars
Those tunes and rhythms the Lord God Himself
Composes and then plays?

I wonder at my lot; and try to understand
The music that is played and why…
Foolish instrument! That am I. Tis not my part
To know the score; just simply crash
The occasional emphatic note of exultant joy
Knowing God’s presence and His love thereby.

9th October 2019