In the blessing of clouds Shielding from the sun’s hammer In hope of rain In fluidity of birdsong In power of wind Moving around us like your Spirit Thanks to you, Father Thanks to you, Friend and Brother, Son Thanks to you Holy Spirit For dawn prayer with your people For songs of praise early in the morning For your endless care stretching back Beyond my beginning For the endless life you promise in Jesus My Lord, my Chief, my King Who has bought me with his blood For your Light filling the world For the improbability of resurrection For the blessing of the sun breaking Through clouds of time I praise you. Great Father, make your face Shine on us.
Exiled Gael, scion of the Dust Bowl, dweller within Divine Grace, admirer of mountains, I have made my peace with trout and the starlings. Looking for a river and healing trees.
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