A MORNING PRAYER
- Early one morning, Lord
- Before my eyes were even open wide
- I hopped on my bicycle
- And went for a ride through your countryside.
- Peta! Peta! Peta!
- Shrilled a titmouse as it called for the sun,
- And a bobwhite answered from out in the grass,
- While a loquacious mocking bird seemed determined not to be outdone.
- A dairy herd stood silently in a bog,
- The cow's glassy eyes peering somberly through the early morning fog.
- A stock pond, glimpsed through the trees,
- Eerily misting from giving off heat.
- And then a little green heron left its perch in a tree
- And flew along beside me for a few hundred feet.
- Your whole world was beautiful, Lord,
- As the sun inched over the trees,
- And thousands of diamonds sparkled out in the grass, all made of dew.
- It was a good time for thinking, Lord, and I thought about
- thanking you.
Hulin Robert