MorningPrayer Saturday
Dear God,
So still is the morning; embracing itself quietly, so as not to waken the angels. The light sifting through the leaves mingles with the dew. Fog raises her head and peers into the hearts and minds of us all. Flowing gently, you support us in our morning walk. Your breath is like coffee and wild flower. An early rising fawn nuzzles our hand, licking salt. Serenity, sings an awakened angel. Tranquility, chirps a bird. Be still, whispers the earth and know I am God. AMEN