Classic and Contemporary Poetry

CATTLE, by LORI PETRI
First Line: I learned how glowingly god shields
Last Line: He pondered them upon his palm.

I learned how glowingly God shields
Even the creatures of the fields.
When cloud dulled all the high hill land,
Their pasture, hollow as a hand
Against the sky, shone gold with sun.
And there, remotely, one by one
They clung, as though, in luminous calm,
He pondered them upon His palm.