Walking is the perfect way of moving if you want to see into the life of things. It is the one way of freedom. If you go to a place on anything but your own feet you are taken there too fast, and miss a thousand delicate joys that were waiting for you by the wayside. Elizabeth von Arnim

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Sunday, May 16, 2010

Glimpses of Glory

By Edna Kruse
Pink ribbons stream across the sky
And flocks of birds go sailing by.
As morning breaks, my prayer I raise,
Creator God, to give you praise.

The noonday sun is warm and clear.
Sustainer God, I feel you near
And give you thanks for each bright ray
Which lights my path from day to day.

When daylight fades, I greet the night,
Thankful for stars and pale moonlight.
O Keeper God, I feel secure
Because I know your love is sure.

And when the day seems dark and drear,
I still remember you are near.
O Faithful God, awaken me
To sing and praise and worship Thee.

Give a prayer of thanks to God and have a wonderful Sunday.
Happyone :-)

4 comments:

Kerri Farley said...

Beautiful!

Vee said...

I like this one very much. Thank you for posting it. And have a great Sunday down there!

George said...

What a wonderful post for Sunday -- or any day. Thank you.

Goosey said...

That's a nice poem.