A GREATER GODThe ancients mapped the heavens well. They knewPlanets and stars, the phases of the moon,Attributing their motion to the fewFamilial gods who prospered their good fortune. Our ancestors saw the beauty in a roseThey named the trees: willow, oak and elmAnd knew the tidal waters' ebbs and flows,Living in harmony with nature's realm. In these dark days we don't look up at night To see the milky way in all its powerOr see a shooting star blaze a trail of lightAnd Venus shining at the twilight hour. We do not see the wonders in the skyOr descry a greater Spirit when asking: Why?