Originality

 I looked at the moon and 

felt its perfection

But that had already been said

In a book.

I looked at the sky and felt 

Unknowable hugeness in a wide expanse of blue

But that had already been said 

In a book.

I looked at myself

And felt my song running pale and shallow

But strong.

But that had already been said

In a poem. 

I looked at You, Christ,

And felt and saw more than I 

Can hold, and though it has 

Already been said in a Book,

I feel and know it newer and truer

Than all else.