Even the smallest wild flower (in answer to Bonaventure Hinwood)

Even the smallest wild flower
that grows untended from the bare earth
catches Your eye, carries Your care
of sun and rain
and in the growth of it
You bless it with Your loving care.

The smallest bird that sit in a nest
somewhere in branches
and make the first twittering sounds
You know about and have got meaning for You

and God You who is everywhere and knows all things
see the urge in my heart
and in this dark night
I also ask for a bit of light,
and pray that Your blessings
will fall on my people and me as well.

[Reference: Variase op ‘n tema uit “Alles” van Sheila Cussons (Variation on a theme about “all” of Sheila Cussons) by Bonaventure Hinwood.]

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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