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) A.E. Dozat 5/3/15
(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) A.E. Dozat 5/3/15