Lord
I want to flow down
mountain side
swim upstream. I want to float
upon the lake and hear
echoes of life at work and
birds calling and trees
speaking as wind plays
across their leaves. I want to
melt like snow within
this earth and fly unhidered like a
blackbird who moves with swagger
calling life to consciousness each
sunrise. I want to be seen in the
distant scene, across the lake
in blues, reds, and yellows all neatly
matched and able to be eye-catching
to some unknown spy from the other side
of the lake. I want to float to earth like
a fall leaf and rise like a summer rose.
I want, dear Lord, to be part of the
rhythm, a piece of the canvass,
a note in the song, a spark in
the life that You
Create!
Amen.
Richard W Smith
March 2002
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