Words of The Lamb magazine

Choosing to live is to acknowledge God;
doing it without knowing, this is faith—
especially now that you’ve realized
that you don’t have to. There’s no greater act—
not all the exegeses, prayers, nor oaths—
than living. All else is but conjugation
and punctuation that convey what is
already, in the mere quotidian:

the blade of grass, a starlit sky, the bee,
the wind-whirled plastic bag, or you and me.
I don’t pretend that any of these are
God, but that through us you might hear His Voice
or catch a glimpse, in the case of a star,
of the Unseen. The rest, my dear, is choice.