You Are There

You are there, radiant Lord,
in the dark gold of summer wheat,
in the late-evening sighing breeze
that sets the fields
shivering with delight
like a young girl
experiencing her first kiss.

You are there, comforting Friend,
in the silent forest
of sweet-scented pines,
in the sharp cries
of the swooping jays,
in the soft footfalls
of the cautious doe.

You are there, Source of all Delight,
in the river running free
where the water sings,
the salmon frolic,
the egrets prance,
and the weeping willows
wash their hair.


You are there, glorious Mystery
in the endless deep of midnight
untouched by earthly cares,
in the fog’s gentle caress,
in the voice
of the husky-throated owl
summoning the dawn.

You are there, bright Joy
in the glittering flames
of distant suns,
in the life-giving warmth
of our own glowing star
that lights our hearts
and fills our souls with gladness.

Deborah Beach Giordano
© September16, 2011

About inklingscommunity

I am a struggling Christian, committed pacifist, near-obsessive recycler, incurable animal lover, inveterate tree-hugger; a nature mystic, a socialized introvert, an advocate for the vulnerable, an opponent of exploiters.
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