and the turning of its colour.
You lay me down in the grasses
to take in the zest of the earth.
Contemplation is among us now
in the living of quiet things.
The brilliant shiny blue shell of a beetle
with contrasting orange body, whirs out of confinement.
Lord, you are my teacher from creation
leading me on paths worn well.
You also invite me on the upward ways
not many are inclined to take.
Noticing the blessings I see in nature
trains me to become more aware within.
Not everything has beauty, but once you touch
these things with your hands, it all gains perspective.
Lord, you are my abiding Person of mystery
and my greatest friend of all description.
You are always a place to come home to
and at the same time, my pilgrim adventure.
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