I gather myself together
in circles of returning to you,
thinking carefully over the day,
winding around pathways of memory.
I seat myself in the evening light,
shadows flickering between
each stroke of my pen
and my growing awareness of you.
If I look at what has happened
and take a moment to wonder
about both the good and the bad,
I will find wisdom buried here.
In fact, I may pause, lay aside
all things for a time,
let everything drop, for a walk
in the darkening garden.
I listen for the last call of sunset birds
preparing for the nest,
a final snatch of insects hovering,
and the rumble of people homeward bound.
I am surrounded by you, three-natured God,
I offer my sounds, under trees –
prayers among the settling down of the earth,
beneath a welcome of stars.
I savour what you do in my moments
of feeling, living and breathing;
I offer my heart as the final song of this day,
a slow-turning surrender.
Painting from Raw Pixel by Sir Edward Burne-Jones
Editor’s Note: You can find Jenneth Graser’s Prayer for the Morning here!
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