Friday, October 28, 2016
Prayers that are Made out of Grass (poem by Dorothy)
PRAYERS THAT ARE MADE OUT OF GRASS
Nothing about great vistas
sweeping the horizon.
No incalculable waves
shouting as they assault
the shore.
Yet here it is.
Trees flaming,
stones reflecting
the many colored light
that strokes and awakens
even the grass,
the hidden blades,
the sweet texture
of the last buds still blooming,
the world that we will
dream of as
we die.
Dorothy Walters
(title from Mary Oliver)
