Psalm Poem by W.I. Stoneberger
Psalm
Down on my knees, pulling weeds and wiregrass
out of the flowerbed from around the asters
the lavender the columbine and coneflower.
Down on my knees, as if saying a prayer
with the mantis who lives on the azelea
the spider suspended between the foamflower stems.
Down on my knees, under the loblolly pines
sheltered in their shadows a serenity
surrounding me in the middle of the afternoon.
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