Pauca Verba is Latin for A Few Words.

Tuesday, June 9, 2015

A Gardener's Prayer (In a Kind of Celtic-American Tradition)

Good morning, One in Three ~
Hello and Glory to you!

in the falls and frills of Iris, 
in the secret strength of seeds,
in the scent on breezes, 
and the decay of compost,

in the rocks and the rain,
in the fog-covered hill,
in the in-and-out sun,
and the flute-stream nearby,

in the shade of my cap,
in the sharpness of blade,
in the malleable soil,
and the contest of bird-song,

in the freshness of dill,
in the blister that's healing,
in the variance of cloud
and the red-painted fern ~

first showings of your transfigured face!


  1. Good morning to you too, Father! Your poem leads me to believe, your gardening is where you find Jesus everyday. Lucky!

  2. Even as a non gardening city dweller, I get it. Thanks Father Stephen for giving néw dimension to old thoughts.

  3. Bless the Lord in the city garden:
    the sidewalk tree garden,
    the window box garden,
    the front porch garden,
    the neighborhood lot garden,
    the rooftop garden,
    the by-the-window apartment garden,
    Bless the Lord!