Trees + Dust

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

-Joyce Kilmer

Reflect

I want creation to penetrate you with so much admiration that everywhere, wherever you may be, the least plant may bring to you the clear remembrance of the Creator. A single plant, a blade of grass, or one speck of dust is sufficient to occupy all your intelligence in beholding the art with which it has been made.

St. Basil

I want creation to penetrate you with so much admiration that...the least plant may bring to you the clear remembrance of the Creator. -St. Basil #BISrests Click To Tweet

Listen

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I recommend praying with “My Father’s World” by Gungor.

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Curated by Olivia Spears. You can find out more about her here.