a quiet repose
upon the leaves of the grass
there is a glistening wonder
sparkling
pretending to be life’s diamonds
and they are
for they give life
and they know “Who the Are”!
they come faithfully every morning
just at the Time
when God awakens the world
to show us once again
a magnificence
we did not fully grasp yesterday
and there shall be leftovers
for the ‘morrow
i sit here contemplating such a Gift
as they go about their duty
and i mine
writing of the faiths of creation
it is all about me
we the children have dogmatically held on
to our hope for a better tomorrow . . .
today
as we have done
every day of our lives
our hearts know this is possible
for we would not have believed so
if it were not
would we ?
i have smile
in the face of the morning Sun
for it gives me the light
that i may witness
this glory expressed
and i know
i too am seen
by the unseen
and that which is all things
in my heart a warmth resides
an i blossom once again
to embrace the day before me
with open eyes
and i do see
that i am truly blessed
for today
life is glistening in wonder
about me
within me
in the movement
in the stillness
in the noise
in the silence
a quiet repose
© 6 January 2013 : william s. peters, sr.
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