On mighty Denali’s flanks
and in Badwater Basin on a moonless night
On blinding white Arctic Ice
and along the Dog Fence in sunlight
On the river at Anadyr
and along the time worn Thames
On the endless sea
and along the ghosted beaches of Normandy
On the forever road
and on the streets of home
I’ve felt so small in the face of Its will
Shrinking into insignificance
Then surging swelling in the reality
I is part of All