my morning prayer

Gentle Creator,

You come to me each morning

in colorful sunrise

in fading moonset

in dewy grass

in falling leaves

in new plantlife

in aging seed pods

in chilly air

in whispering breeze

And I stop and give thanks for finding you here

And for your meeting me each morning

Right where I am.

sunrise 3

 

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