Preposterous (Sonnet #479)
What good is prayer? Would he, His Universe
Disrupt solely for you? Preposterous,
Might Reason speak her mind! You’re just a speck
Upon a stardust speck, an accident.
Be mechanistic, if you wish, my friend.
Consider what experience conveys
You perceive that sunbow simply because
The focus of appearance shines on you.
And line from sun through mist to you passes.
None sees the bow from its periphery
Only at the center do you receive
Visions of light’s spectrum reveal’d to you.
Skeptics scoff where I see illustration
When needed most, God has His eye on you.
© 2017 David W. Palmer