May I never lose these shadowy glimpses of unknown thoughts
That modify and minify my own, and never fail
To keep some shining sense of the way all thoughts at last
Before life’s dawning meaning like the stars at sunrise pale.
The early, cold walk about the lake, the sunlight breaking through clouds
The late thoughts … warm … shadowy …
“Come, all you who are thirsty, come to the waters … Seek the LORD … call on him while he is near. … You will go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and hills will burst into song before you, and all the trees of the field will clap their hands.”
… These all, shower me with “cool-waters-of-peace.”
I thank God for his wonders – including my eyes and my ears!
….Moments never to fade in memories vault!
Tonight … shadowy glimpses of unknown thoughts … and yet … peace. A reverie not of my own making, nor of my own understanding … accepted gratefully from his hands, his heart … pressed into my own.