by the river side
I place my prayers
to drift like snow
Faith Accumulates
Outside The Church Steeple
nature worships
with each leaf
a prayer
The Drought’s Metronome
days tick by
we wait and pray
for rain
Gathered In Worship
every leaf a prayer
at the steeple
of the felled tree
Prayers For July
let the flowers be wild
the days long
and the tree shade deep
Verdant Faith
leaves clasped
like hands in prayer
plants in praise of spring
Arched Window
outside the church
red leaves and red brick
join in prayer
Faith In Flowers
all the ways of beauty
given
like an answered prayer
The Day’s Devotional
every pause
for beauty
is a prayer of gratitude
Wing And A Prayer
fan of feathers
catching air
ascend ascend ascend
The Work Of Faith
grain in the silo
barn full of hay
devotions made each day
Columbine Consecration
garden prayers
in the morning light
a flowering devotion
Life Asks Of Us
tattered feather
more precious now
for all it has given
Prayer Flags
the birch in worship
waving her prayer flags
for us
Ma Donna
Madonna appeared
in a cairn of stones
offering prayer and blessing
Water Temple
elements in worship
limbs raised in prayer
reflection of faith
Beseeching
bloodroot’s leaf
clasped in prayer
beseeching blooms
The Ascetic
a monk of a moth
in birch bark robes
prostrate in prayer
Pray
for the peace
in the pasture
to cradle the world
Petal Prayers
pink petaled benediction
blessed the time and tending
of the garden’s enduring grace
Grace
the world
leafs out and blossoms
answering all lingering
winter prayers
Hallowing
outside the church window
the prayer and devotion
of snow
Vespers
long before eventide
leaves chant the prayers of trees
the request and praise of grace and gratitude
Eagle’s Perch
an open marsh
the solitary dead pine
this is where the eagle prays
bare tree blue sky
reaching
up, up, up
this is worship
Thanksgiving Woods
the harmony of everything
resounds in the woods
on thanksgiving and all days
Nondenominational Worship
Each blossom in the spire
is a devotion
to the day.
Silent Worship
Quaker bonnets hold the world
in the light with their prayer
of pale blue and yellow.
Communion
A blossom speaks my prayer for me.
May I share my best
and leave a legacy of loveliness.
Magic in the Mist
Beneath the shroud of early morning mist
all creatures and growing things pause
and give thanks for the coming day.