Oh, God of Sparrow, Lily, Dust and Sky

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Oh, God of sparrow,
Lily, dust and sky,
Illuminate me now,
I ask You, come
And light the darkness
Of a life too full
Of noise and glamour
And of things unsure.
Awake me now
To Your simplicity,
And let me stand in awe
Of little things.

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  1. AnonymousJune 13, 2014 at 7:16 AM

    I really like this one, Janie. The rhythm, the way the words flow, and the truth of it. Could I put it together with the picture into something that I could share on Pinterest? Of course, I would credit you with it, but I understand if you don't want to share it that way. -Kayla McK

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    1. JanieJune 13, 2014 at 1:14 PM

      Thank you! I'm glad that you like it. I would be flattered if you chose to share it!

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  2. HillarySeptember 10, 2014 at 5:14 AM

    Janie, this one is really excellent. My favorite of those of yours I've read this evening. Thank you for continuing to write and share your poetry, your talent.

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