Theology
If you study the leaves
each is a little book,
and the stems of grass
are lines of poetry.
Where is the patience
to hear what the wind
keeps telling us?
The blackbird in the bush
sings a psalm of summer.
Listen.
If you study the leaves
each is a little book,
and the stems of grass
are lines of poetry.
Where is the patience
to hear what the wind
keeps telling us?
The blackbird in the bush
sings a psalm of summer.
Listen.