May fantasy and inspiration make lithe your little world,
And fractal meaning dewfall on each moment,
May sonorous waves buoy up as you rise and fall, let rise and fall,
And turgored leaves unfold, eclipse, elapse;
Each one in season.
May shadow add depth,
And wind fill sails,
And stricken arms wrest strength from all oppressors.
May quand'ries card a wooley mind,
And weightiness draw out the spun decision.
May life, and death’s, invariable majesty
Transcend humanity's humanity:
That elegance be not maligned as terse.
May empathy outstrip entropy
And whorls fill time and race
With resonant compassion.
1 comment:
I love this - so thought provoking and beautifully written - a precious prayer. Love that such a delicately crafted and passionately pleading poem has such an understated title - recognition that even our best offering is meager next to God's.
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