I Pray

I pray that you will hear the trees

And listen as they sway in breeze.

And learn the ground beneath you-

Feel the cool grass all around you.

I pray you'll memorize the sound

the train makes on this aching ground

So far away, on rusted track

and wonder when it will come back.

I pray you'll stop to smell the air,

all the daffodils strewn out with care

and all the dewy morning musk

and later, calmly fires at dusk.

More than all, I pray that you

take time to see the precious truth.

Please love it hard,

and set it free-

that's all the beautiful I see.

Reviews

[Matching Socks]

Thanks for reminding us we've got to stop to smell the roses once in a while.