Poetry: "On My Own" (Philip Levine)

[...] to you I'd have been
just an ordinary kid. Sure, now you
know, now it's obvious, what with the light
of the Lord streaming through the nine
windows of my soul and the music of rain
following in my wake and the ordinary air
on fire every blessed day I waken the world.

-- Philip Levine, “On My Own.” © Alfred A. Knopf.