Wildflower

As you survey the wonders you have wrought: the noble mountains and sunlit forests- the pure streams and the frigid lakes- As you tour the magnificence of your creation- I hope that when you turn to look at me you see a wildflower pleasing to you a tiny ornament of beauty insignificant - except to bring a moment of joy to your heart. offering gratitude for its humble existence. Grant me grace that you may not find me a noxious weed a stain upon reality a cause for disgust and sadness For either fate may yet come of me and I am weaker than I ought to be. But you are enough. More than enough. Help me choose you, always. 2-3 July 2024