God, who lit across this country
Leaving wonders, leaving cold;
God, who walked when North was nowhere
Landscaped mysteries untold.
With your toes you nudged the glaciers;
Shaping hard the stony shield.
With your breath you cooled the tundra,
Clouds with rain for prairie yield.
By your hand that holds three oceans,
Piled the mountains in a day.
Tracing with a single ﬁnger,
Rivers, streams – one watery way.
God, whose footsteps left a promise
Now fulﬁlled in lakes deep blue.
God, who crossed Canadiana
Thank you for this glimpse of you.
J. Gregory Davidson
27 June 2008