Friday, January 28, 2011


Sun beams light everywhere;
rain blesses the desert places;
trees reach up to the sky
and bend their arms to make shade;
rivers and steams quench the fields;
seeds rise from prayer,
firmly planting their feet
in the soft and willing earth;
flowers unfurl their colorful smiles;
fruit falls into waiting hands;
grains wave on their stalks;
I give a freshly baked cookie
to a stranger walking by;
Moon draws all to needed rest
—life is an eloquent exchange
of offerings 
made for no better reason than 
just because.

© 2011 by Elisabeth T. Eliassen

No comments:

Post a Comment