Max Patch, NC

On a summer morning

I sat down

on a hillside

to think about God-


a worthy pastime. 

Near me, I saw

a single cricket;

it was moving the grains of the hillside


this way & that way.

How great was its energy,

how humble its effort. 

Let us hope


it will always be like this, 

each of us going on

in our inexplicable ways

building the universe.

- Mary Oliver