A Prayer At Planting Time Poem by Mike Finley
A Prayer At Planting Time
The hardest lesson of the sinner
Is that all is in you, and nothing in him.
Why are we given these garrulous minds
If the end-challenge is only to submit?
God take away my anguish
By taking away everything.
I cannot save my life,
I cannot save the things I love.
Plant this wisdom into me,
Drill deep and release the bulb
That will bubble out of the ground like iris
After every dry season.
(2006)
I must have missed the 'challenge' - but I will definitely be working on something over the next few days. This is beautiful, Mike. Thanks for sharing.
This is lovely, Mike. Why? So that we ' will bloom like purple irises After every dry season'. ((smiles)) Thanks. Sandra
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I would like to translate this poem
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A thoughtful prayer Mike, ... We all at one time, will wish we could save the ones we love. Well done.