Prayers for Her (Pt. 29)
Passing beauty on
Dear Lord,
Bless her with wisdom and revelation,
thank you for her resounding elation;
her praise is like none other in creation.
She’s a jewel and precious saint,
her peace is like the brush of paint,
rarely, if ever, have I heard a complaint.
She sees beauty in all of nature,
with her words, she’ll forever nurture,
taking in tree views, and flower smells to savor.
Bless her heart, spirit and mind,
leading to treasure, she’ll continue to find,
to your promises she’ll eternally bind.
Her heart is tuned to sing,
ever-growing, her generosity, she's ready to bring,
and this time of year, the birds, she rallies for Spring!
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Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. Aspiring licensed mental health counselor. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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What a poem that was! Outstanding! Let's see how she grows and adds beauty to nature.
This is such a wonderful prayer… all of it. “ She sees beauty in all of nature, with her words, she’ll forever nurture, taking in tree views, and flower smells to savor.” Creation sure is uplifting and draws us closer to our creator. Loved this poem.