Tuesday, April 20, 2021

Spring Prayer {A Poem}

God of the wildflowers,

I worship You.

Profligate sower of beauty

In unexpected fields of pink and white,

In a cluster of purple iris peeking 

Royal heads our from the underbrush,

In flashes of perfume lavished on wild honeysuckle vines

Scampering up tree, over bridge,

Like a schoolboy at recess--

I give You praise.

Forgive my disbelief

That You,

God of the wildflowers,

Would be any less generous

With me.

Let Your bright gaze

Open my heart

And affections

Like morning glories.

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