A Monday Morning Psalm
Today the rain
and early rising
to a quiet house
and You,
today a cup of tea
in roses china
with purple flowers scattered
and You,
today the memory
of yesterday's songs
and dark-haired girls at the table
and You,
the rain, the tea,
the memory
sings of dark-haired girls
and You.
and early rising
to a quiet house
and You,
today a cup of tea
in roses china
with purple flowers scattered
and You,
today the memory
of yesterday's songs
and dark-haired girls at the table
and You,
the rain, the tea,
the memory
sings of dark-haired girls
and You.
Labels: poetry prayer, Put it in a Psalm
posted by L.L. Barkat at
8:11 AM
4 Comments:
I've been reading and re-reading this Monday psalm all week. Love it! And enjoying your book, God in the Yard too. :) Blessings to you!
a quiet... and lovely... time
You have capture those simple moments of living, where for a moment time stands still and is imprinted on my heart - always God is recognized as being there, as the creator of the moment - with my children or the sound of a cardinal in my grandmother's house. Because He is in those moments with us, and we recognize that - He stamps those moments on our hearts.
But - your poem said it so much better! Your poetry is so full of heart, and truth and beauty! You blessed me!
I'm sitting hear, weeping, for the joy of the beauty of Christ that speaks to me soul
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