In the still of the morn
I sit quietly
Sleepy morning
Gray skies, thick summer air
Like a heavy blanket
Muffling the sounds
of life
There is no symphony
of birds, and leaves
and breeze
That plays for me each
Sunny summer morning
The vast gray sky
Both suffocating
and endless
Remind me of my place in the world
Are You really here with me?
Do You know me?
Do You hear my prayers?
Closing my eyes
I surrender my thoughts
to the sleepy silence
Keenly aware
of the stillness
that surrounds me
But then the Hoot Owl coos
from somewhere in the trees
And I'm reminded
...That I'm never alone
Today I Pray...
...with gratitude
for your unfailing presence
Help me to understand Your
gentle "coos"
that whisper through the trees
And give me the confidence
and persistence
to become the person
You want me to be
Help me to see the doors
that open to me
And the ones upon which
I may need to knock
Guide me to step
Across the threshold
Of the door
to my good and true life
1 comment:
May I use this one for the show? It resonated through my soul. Truly.
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