psalm for the january thaw

Here is my daughter's poem . I had 
my students write their own from Luci Shaw's poem.

Blessed be God for bare branches,
for dry crackling leaves crunching 
beneath worn out boots. For the trickling 
water in the creek, the buds of daffodils
promising their grand entrance, and 
the chirping birds  who are laying eggs 
for the coming season.

Glory be to God for the spinning 
of the earth that never ceases. 
For nature's cycles- spring, summer,
fall, and winter. Birth, life, and death.
Nothing stands still in God's creation. 
It is an ever moving benediction. 



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