today on a spreading plain high up in the high sierra
i saw god in his garden
straw hat dust and ancient legs
as though he’d spent his life on a horse
i didn’t say anything
i couldn’t
i was on a bus just passing through
but today I saw god in his garden
and the marigolds turned their shining faces
to see him pass



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