God of the universe
Who is looking down on me
Who made Orion’s belt
And Cassiop-ai-ee
Quiet my heart
And calm my mind
And grant me many zzzeees
Then I may snore and
I may snort
But at least I’ll be asleep!
If you want to read something else lighthearted…
Dawn lays upon the land like a benediction Distant hills are etched in purple against the pastel sky Pristine New made Pure. Breathe it in
I had been in this descending tunnel with Him before. It was dark, rough-hewn, marks of its working still visible on the stone walls. We
Did He say, when contemplating Incarnation, “Father, I go, of My own will, true. Yet I cannot help feel that You send Me away.” Did
I love the various colours of life. They bring such vibrancy and joy. I have found that God is the Source of all the colours that make life worth living.
