Praying
It doesn't have to be
the blue iris, it could be
weeds in a vacant lot, or a few
small stones; just
pay attention, then patch
a few words together and don't try
to make them elaborate, this isn't
a contest but the doorway
into thanks, and a silence in which
another voice may speak.
from "Thirst", Beacon Press, 2006
This poem seems humble and gracious to me.
We will be traveling up to younger stepson's college tomorrow and overnight, so probably won't get a chance to post my sermon until later.
In the meantime, prayers and blessings to all.
12 comments:
Such a lovely poem . I hope you have a lovely weekend.
wow; I like that poem a lot... hope you have (had) a nice time
Have a great trip and thanks for the poem!
mmmm yes i like it too... reminds me of sermons... patch it together; don't worry about being elaborate... just be the doorway...
I love this poem. I gave my copy of the book away; need to get another!
Thanks. I love this ... concise, rich, and right on! Have a great visit.
Thank you for this beautiful poem. I think it will be perfect for the Wisdom Class' first meeting )after a month off) on Tuesday! I hope you have a wonderful time!
Oh how lovely and much needed. I love Mary Oliver, so nice to find her here when I come to visit you.
I'm glad you all liked this little poem. There's also a longer one I'd like to share, but first I have to study indenting, and I haven't had any time to study new blog techniques. Enjoy !
I liked this poem too. Safe trip for you.
What a great poem. Blessings to you and your family.
Terrific poem. Mary Oliver is a recent discovery for me but I do like her.
Hope you enjoyed your weekend.
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