Tuesday, May 3, 2011

DISTRICT PSALM

DISTRICT PSALM

Landscapes – pastures – footpaths – lakes –
Blessings of my solitude –
Scattering pre-August rain –
I will never be the same.

Who am I to bear this joy?
Who gave me this quiet voice?
Gathering pre-harvest grain
Whispered in Thy stainless name.

(30 July 2010, Edinburgh, Scotland)

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Holy Oaky, I love this poem. It makes me want to go and visit Nature, just like Wordsworth does.

Cynthia Hallen said...

You need to go on Study Abroad, and make sure that it includes The Lake District. You will visit the Dove Cottage and Rydal Mount.