Smithy
How can you smith the words
And not believe?
How is it that you shape
The mind like iron
Bending it to your thoughts
Leading it with a cliche
Summoning it by a phrase
Yet fail to know its Creator?
How can you smith the notes
And not believe?
How is it that you toy
With sound like putty
Shaping it to your thoughts
Leading it with a stanza
Playing it with your melody
Yet you fail to hear its Creator?
How can you smith the sky
And not believe?
How is it that you create
Beauty with paint
Exhibiting creation with color
Molding it with shape
Forming it as you perceive
Yet you fail to see its Creator?