Just some thoughts...

Every day, as I write Poetiquejustis, I pray it will be a blessing to someone.
Today, I hope it is you.

Sunday, June 16, 2013

I Leave It to You

 Trees are the earth's endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.
 Rabindranath Tagore

 Sometimes, our prayers seem to rise without effort

and other times
they seem to never leave the ground
But whether they are whispers
or shouts
whether they are from a heart that his bleak 
or full
I know that they are heard
and that is poetiquejustis

Surely the arm of the Lord is not too short to save,
    nor his ear too dull to hear.
Isaiah 59:1