Surprised By You

Guide us so to use the good things of this world,

  that even now we may hold fast to what endures for ever.

                                                                        Universalis Prayer

It was in the moment’s bright space

Your glory 

Shot

Through,

Flecked with

Mercy 

In the dryness 

Of my hour

And the duties of the day,

While on the porch, peeling back

Husks from the lush 

Orbs of corn,

And what the summer days 

Tucked in  

Designs of rows

And buttery light,  

Long hidden,

Now sparkling

Their kinship 

With the sun and rain

And the dark descent of roots

Below the seasons

Bearing strands 

Of silk

And gold speckled

With pearls

I now hold

  

On the palms 

Of these old 

Hands,
More than beauty's brief yeild,

 The enduring

Gift

Of joy

  From You.