Karen L. Oberst - Poetry - Prayer Poem in the Celtic Style

Prayer Poem in the Celtic Style
by Karen L. Oberst

Lord, for this day with its sunshine

I praise thee.
Lord, for the peas now an inch high

I praise thee.
Lord, for the row of carrots that poked their heads up

I praise thee.
Lord, for the daffodils in their bright yellow

I praise thee.
Lord, for the pastel tulips in their groups

I praise thee.
Lord, for the grape hyacinths springing up everywhere

I praise thee.
Lord, even for the peonies coming up

I praise thee.
Lord, for the hot dry summer coming

I praise thee.
Lord, for the robins and finches and quail

I praise thee.
Lord, for the quacking ducks winging over us

I praise thee.
Lord, for the tree frogs singing in the ditch

I praise thee.
Lord, for my friends and neighbors living around me

I praise thee.
Lord, for my incredible Quaker Meeting

I praise thee.
Lord, for dreams of going to Ireland

I praise thee.
Lord, for inspiration in writing

I praise thee.
Lord, for health and strength

I praise thee.
Lord, for all your goodness to me

I praise thee.