By Jonathan Hunter-Kilmer
long, deep breath
to drink the day
Yoursor mine
the spirit lay
ease in shadow
brightness fling
specks of sun
and edge of leaf
all the best of
our belief
unexpected sorrows fly
unrepented egos die
safe within Your arms I still
walk reflection of Your will
daily, morning I can see
prayerfully for misery
has no place in world You made
but I insert Adam's frayed
uncreation paradise
in Your passionate device
sleepy I reset my eyes
to a day with You surprise
