a rain spattered windshield made me think of this

Pied Beauty by Gerard Manley Hopkins

GLORY be to God for dappled things—
  For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
    For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings;
  Landscape plotted and pieced—fold, fallow, and plough;         5
    And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim.
All things counter, original, spare, strange;
  Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
    With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:         10
                  Praise him.

One thought on “a rain spattered windshield made me think of this”

  1. Beautiful and fun play of words! I could clearly imagine the images of the poem, how cool is that! And in the end, it’s all because of His undying grace. Glory to God indeed!

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