"State of Grace"
I thank you for the devotion
of friends and family;
for children's kisses and generous hugs
For each new sunrise sanctioned
that I might aptly revere,
for each melodious bird song
that I am blessed to hear.
For each fresh winter's snow I see,
for every patriarchal tree,
for splendor-winged shooting stars
which bear the wonder that You are.
For miracles and mercies mild,
for innocence in joyful child,
for tolerance of foolish ways
and absolution, when disobeyed.
For all these things, and countless more,
from wind-swept plains to placid shores,
from mountains strained
towards Heaven's light,
to one still cry heard late at night,
I offer one more poignant plea:
that I be granted
a Home with Thee.