We need not count
every seed atop
the swaying grasses

or number the waves
rolling onto the rocky shore

or measure how far we can see
before the ocean vast
meets the sky immense.

We need not imagine
how many fishes
wander the depths

or where the stars reside
in the blue sky of day.

Nor must we be aware
of our hearts
pumping in our chests

or the movement of tiny sparks
in the neurons of our brains.

We only need sense
the One who creates
and sustains all things

and breathes when we breathe,
cries when we cry.

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