Am I not God's darling, saved endlessly?
Close calls and narrow escapes. The brakes
that put off the accident. The perfidy
evaded or reconsidered. A dozen retakes.
Am I not God's darling, saved endlessly?
And even if I should fail and be reabsorbed
in the finality of things, still I am me.
With more where that came from. Godhead garbed,
accomplice in the tireless perfection of beauty,
am I not God's darling, saved endlessly?