Sunday, May 03, 2015


A Prayer Of Thanksgiving
(for a Moth)

Lord God of Creation
I thank You for the Moth
Who flew through my window
To land on my wrist
And dance on my finger-
A little visitor.

What beautiful wings!
Grey and black spotted,
So fragile.
She glories in her wings
Opening and closing them
For me to see.

I praise the Lord God of Moths,
Thank You for little creations
Like moths,
And for letting us know them.

(c) Adron Dozat 2015

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(c) Adron 5/3/15

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