Brian Johnston

(Jan.20,1943 / Shattuck, OK)

A Prayer of Thanks

My dear sweet friend, forever love,
My angel in this earthy frame,
Every breath I take is a prayer
Of thanks to God
For the fresh air that
Inhabits your lungs.

And now,
And now again,
A regular rhythm.
A new prayer of thanks
Rises up to heaven,
Pulsing like life's blood,
Like ground fog rising from the earth
To the infinite embrace of God's love.

Tendrils of our love,
Reaching out to embrace
Every one we love, EVERYONE!
Helping gravity
Hold the moon in its orbit,
And filling the night sky
With so many stars.

You and I, of all people,
Sharing the original creation,
Co-creators of all that beauty
With God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit!
What a divine mystery life is!

Submitted: Sunday, January 26, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, July 29, 2014

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Brian Johnston
Jan 26,2014

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