As kingfishers catch fire
By Gerard Manley Hopkins
As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies drw flme;
As tumbled over rim in roundy wells
Stones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bell's
Bow swung finds tongue to fling out broad its name;
Each mortal thing does one thing and the same:
Deals out that being indoors each one dwells;
Selves - goes itself; myself it speaks and spells,
Crying Wht I do is me: for that I came.
say mre: the just man justices;
Keps grace: tht keeps all his goings graces;
Acts in God's eye what in God's eye he is -
Chrst - for Christ plays in ten thousand places,
Lovely in limbs, and lovely in eyes not his
To the Father through the features of men's faces.