As the first breath of dawn
gently touches the leaves,
I listen
to these woods whisper a
welcome to the morning:
"Thank you for this glorious,
life-giving light,"
they seem to pray.
Praise may sound like this.
Who is to say?
I close my eyes;
now a willing participant
in this overheard prayer,
this graceful,
grateful gesture.
© 2015 Richard Havenga
Photo Locations:
2. Home Woods - Cannonsburg, Michigan
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