If I am a desert

You know every grain of sand

If I am a jungle

You have named every leaf

If I am the universe

Every star and planet of my being is familiar to you

Each asteroid is seen

I am a violin in the hands of a virtuoso

A slab of marble on the table of a master sculptor

You created me

Designed me

Pruned me with your delicate hands

As a child lies with its mother

I rest in You

Safe, content, complete

Known.