Prayer in My Camera Bag

For the sun that comes up at the break of each day

For the moon that appears among the shining night stars

For soft white clouds diffusing the incandescent miracle

For colors popping and faces glowing, resplendent glory

For dappled light on the forest floor and the tree house rising up

For wind moving through the weeds and grass

For solid earth that holds them down

For pink magnolia trees and the mossy fallen log

For shiny things, the white Christmas lights

For green and gold and the color blue

For rhythms and lines and repetitions and colors that calm and soothe or agitate and excite

For peeling paint and the shiny red car

For the new things revealed and the old things preserved

For fresh strawberries and blessed coffee cake

For the rain falling sideways and mint tea in my cup

For the friends you can never forget and children that must not grow old

For gold, frankincense, and myrrh and the baby wrapped in light    -J Smilde