Pied Beauty
Glory be to God for dappled things—
For skies of couple-color as a brinded cow;
For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings;
Landscape plotted and pieced—fold, fallow, and plough;
And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim.
All things counter, original, spare, strange;
Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:
Praise him.
Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844–1889)
aah this is one of my favorites.
ReplyDeleteit IS in the little things.. He is.
i've never heard this before, but i like it. most certainly goes with the theme in my life this semester- trying to find the beauty in all God has created...even when that something is small, simple, and could easily remain undiscovered.
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