Prayer in a Garden
Today the world seemed cruel, but evening hours
Were filled with perfume from forgotten flowers that’s found in the outdoor planters. I saw again familiar filigree of moonlight through my lacy Lilac tree;
The outddor planter seems empty as my plant is now wilting
I heard the robins stirring in their nest;
And saw the path th at fairy feet had pressed;
Reflected stars were in my indoor planters
garden pool;
On my warm face the breeze was kind and cool.
The silence seemed to speak, my head was bowed,
Then ramblers that had grown into a cloud
Lifted my eyes that, tear-washed, now could see
The beauty that today was lost to me.
Dear god, who is so near to flowers, and birds,
Be nearer still, as I shall search for words
To thank Thee for the blessings night revealed
which was shown by the beauty of the single tiny
bulb of rose found in my indoor planter
Which through the day discouragement concealed
