You

Plantain Lily

You whisper,
e’en lighter than a
desert vesper.
You bleat in the meekest
voice, Your chords
in the sheepfold
mercifully ne’er hoarse.
You disperse the
sand eddies swirling in my
soul, and in dry
crags and hollows,
I learn my loneliness is
not alone.

At the Hummingbird Feeder

John 9:7

Not all Beauty
knows it is beautiful,
and sometimes
e’en wears a mask to hide
what it thinks should
be seen only in disguise.
But God created
Beauty in His image and
likeness, and at the
Pool of Siloam were opened
Beauty’s eyes.

Divine Wisdom

“Thus at last you will find rest in her,
and she will become your joy”
Sirach 6:27-31

Upon a hosta’s
shoulders in gratitude a
daylily rests, and
stretches out without fear
her stalk – no longer
worried about
how anyone would
perceive her face,
gifted by Beauty as she
was at Genesis’ first
glint of Dawn.

Equines

To think, lo aft all
these millennia, they still
patiently await their
Savior’s return, horses, gathered
as they are at the shoreline
of His heavenly carpet,
just as they were at
the Bethlehem stable and
amongst the crowd of
flowing, colorful robes,
when Jesus whispered
His Beatitudes at
the Sermon on the Mount.
There was something
special about Him.
He listened to them, and
when He spoke, even
at ease were placed the
wildest tides. And
so now they wait…At first
they thought His
Second Coming would
be imminent, but that was
before they realized
He was not bound by simple
space and time. The
sand grains gave testament
and final clues to this –
once finest, granite rock they
incredibly stood, sheer
slabs of almighty might, but now
in their humbleness
reduced to infinitesimal
specks…content to be imprinted
on the bottoms of each
horse’s hooves.

The Blue Pearl

(Matthew 13:44-45)

And so, from high above the
Heavens, the LORD
looked down, and in His
infinite vision He saw a
blue pearl, the type of pearl
you would sell all
your possessions to acquire,
but rather than being
buried in a field it was hidden
far away in His Cosmos,
gleaming patiently
since the dawn of Creation,
waiting for the LORD
to tell His chosen people
Israel to end their trek
from galaxy to galaxy, and up’n
the blue pearl to recline.