A Song To God Poem by Pamela Ann Frances Crane

If I would sing a song to God
Then I must sing a song for Man -
And I must sing it from the heart
As freely as an angel can.

If I would sing a song for Man,
Then I must sing for every Tree -
For every leaf that breathes my breath,
And every branch that shelters me.

If I would sing of Man and Tree
The song must be of Sun and Rain,
Of feeding bird and humble bee
Who sow the green of wood and plain.

If I would sing of Tree and Rain,
Then I must hymn the dancing Sea
Who pounds the land from stone to sand,
Whose silver gifts of cloud are free.

If I would sing of cloud and Sea,
I serenade the mighty Moon;
For in her palm are Storm and Calm,
Her children with the Lord of Noon.

If I would sing of Sea and Moon
I lift my praises to the Sun
Who governs all from Spring to Fall,
The Life, the joy in everyone.

If I would sing of Moon and Sun,
The silver Queen, the golden King
Whose light reveals what God conceals
In every heart - to God I sing!