and to thank Him for them.
to be enhanced by other things.
Leaves --- How lovely in themselves.
by the tangy chemistry of fall.
But no, that is not enough.
make them dance and shimmer!
And the trunks of trees!
with their rough dark bark.
mighty harmony of their own.
brush strokes of sun and rain.
the thirst of the earth.
rooftops or leaves or lake.
like an advancing army, shields flashing!
Even Your rocks would not need to be embellished, God.
in sun and shadow and storm.
it's shoulders, or a meandering vine.
Or flowers creep from a crevice.
from which music bursts and bright wings.
Dogs and cats and butterflies.
or only just pausing to observe.
of the world's beauty, God.
Don't let us ever be indifferent to it.
excerpt from "Lord, Let Me Love"