I listen to the voice within
that asks me every day:
"What gifts did you find today?"
where last spring's Jack-in-the-Pulpit
has transformed into a scarlet cluster ?
Have you felt the
generosity of rain
washing your skin,
rain rings
dimpling
the surface of a lake?
In weedy fields
that thrived under summer sun,
Queen Anne's Lace,
now that it's winter?
Do the crows use
a different language
in December versus May?
Remember these
bee-filled blossoms of June,
snow-filled berries of Hawthorn?
Does astonishment
still rise up
from the familiar;
from the fertile soil
of appreciation?
What more can you wish for?
"I yearn to hear again,
the cascading call
of the Canyon Wren;
when my breath holds,
when my eyes close,
because you are that close."
The gift given; and received.
My thanks becomes praise,
and a promise to share.
May it be so.
Amen.
© 2014 Richard Havenga
Listen to the call of the Canyon Wren.
Photo Locations:
1, 2, 8, & 9 - Home Woods - Cannonsburg, Michigan
3. Pickerel Lake Park - Kent County, Michigan
4, 5, 6, & 7. Grattan Township, Kent County, Michigan
10. & 11 - Wabasis Lake Park - Kent County, Michigan
12. Bryce Canyon National Park - Utah