POEM: THE FINGERS OF GOD BY HELEN LEIGH

And there I lay, my back touching the Earth,

And I looked up, and Three Huge Trees were before me,

Like the three fingers of God,

Touching the Earth, Touching my Being...

And the Awesomeness of these Finger Trees,

Humbled me in their Magnificence,

As they shook and hissed with the dancing breeze.