Lord
this day
gently comes
with the rising of the sun
gold pink skies
purple irises
and
verdant fields
stretching into pines and firs
proclaim
that beauty,
nay more,
love
is present
this day Lord
let me be
a branch
clinging to the vine from which
life and love flow
may i
walk slowly
feel deeply
may i listen well
and be
totally present
in each moment
for each person
who stumbles into my path
my i find the capacity
for mercy
compassion
generosity
patience
and tenderness
this day may i find purpose in being
not being in purpose (thanks Mark Nepo)
this day Lord
may i
wear you
gently
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