I cast my mind's eye to the mountaintop <br />And what do I see? <br />I see, beneath me, the world <br />Of quotidian existence, <br />Of labour and of rest, <br />Of man's humanity and inhumanity, <br />A world inhabited by people whose prime object is their several self, <br />Who seldom if ever look inward, <br />Let alone outward, <br />A world of cruel wrath; <br />But in this world I see also the good, <br />The kind, the friendly, <br />Those who truly love mankind, <br />Although they beweep our outcast state, <br />The benevolent and the selfless. <br /> <br />Above me stretches the heaven, <br />abode of the Divine, the Ineffable, <br />half-forgotten by much of His Creation. <br /> <br />I fall to my knees and silently pray. <br /> <br />(Sunday,4th December,2005.)<br /><br />David Mitchell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/de-rerum-natura/
