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| Concord MA: photo by Jamie Bruneau |
Long before I wake, Lord,
you're out for a morning walk,
misting meadows as you go,
cueing the sun to rise in glory,
chasing last night's shadows
lest they cloud the new day's dawn...
Sound asleep,
I miss your artist's touch in my back yard:
your careful, understated brushstrokes
softly hued, beauty bold,
all pure gift, so freely given...
Even wide awake at midday, Lord,
too often do I miss your hand at work,
your artistry alive around me and within,
your fingerprints so gently traced,
warm upon my soul, on everything I see
and on all I know and meet...
Wake me, Lord, a thousand times a day,
lest I miss the many ways you color
all my world and my whole life
in rainbow shades of grace, drawn
from the palette of your love...
Amen.
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