for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus.
1 Thessalonians 5
Photo by C Scodova
Prayer awakens me
as the wandering guest of first light
stepping slowly through the field's green-fire,
the plush of trees.
Prayer arrives in the redolence of spring rain
spilling fragrancies of the leaf-stirred earth,
blossoms' silk sachets
through the open window.
Prayer nudges its rounded shoulder
softly as my child climbs,
in the heavy, shadow-shaped night,
into the deep refuge of our covers.
Prayer is gliding over our shingled-
sleep like glass wings
through the pale slips of sky;
the everlasting horizon of love.
There's a mystery in this poem for me. I love the title and the rhythms and repetitions. I love that Prayer is the actor in this piece. Prayer awakens, arrives, nudges, and glides, not the speaker. So interesting. The mystery is visualized by the mist in the photo. I love that you are using your own photos!!
ReplyDeleteI love that you feel the mystery!! I have been enjoying photographing around the land this spring. I used to use my own photos a long time ago and it is fun once again. There are days I feel prayer in the air so to say. This came from one of those days. Thank you once again for your careful reading and generous comments. God Bless..
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