By the Hill Path

This too is worship:

­—on rise of earth and scattered rock
and gentle roll of pastured hillock,
verdant soldiers bent by breath
uncurl, and stand erect to gaze

upon their milky-headed sisters
aglow with covenantal cluster;
iridescence dancing to
the rhythm of creation singing praise.

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