Friday, April 16, 2010

Just Little Things

 My dearest God, I pray for this,
That all through life I may find bliss
In little, oft unnoticed things:
The rippling song the river sings;
A cat at play; wee hidden blooms,
The fragrance of their quaint perfumes;
Small tender plants that fade and die;
Each different shade of summer sky;
Fresh swelling buds; dead floating leaves;
The nest some loving robin weaves.
Then, through the years, as I grow old
A joy unknown to fame or gold
Will fill a heart that ever sings
Of pleasure found in little things.

By a Carmelite Nun

Published with the kind permission of the Discalced Carmelite Nuns of Rochester, NY

(Artwork: "Spring" by Mark Senior)


Terry Nelson said...

I love the painting and the poem. Thanks.

Anne said...

Love this! So lovely!

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