I am
the blade of grass
that withers in the heat
I am
the flower in the field
that fades at the end of the day
I am
the sparrow in the air
that flies blind into the sunset
I am
the child, loved.
Photograph: Tall Grass by David Wagner via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.
8 comments:
Exquisite, Glynn, just exquisite..
Beautiful , Glynn.
Beautiful simplicity.
this is simple perfection.
The third stanza of this lovely quartet is my favorite.
yes...i love this.
Amen. I am all these things, and they are all the same. What mystery. What grace.
Thank you, Glynn. Lovely.
a beautiful worship poem..
seeing more of who we are, so that we can embrace more of who he is.
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