I think that I’ve seen you before
Then each time you show even more
You fill up my frame, and I can’t comprehend
The picture that you have in store
A canvas in need of your art
A doodle, I can’t even start
You brush on your hues and fill up my page
Just watching, it seems, is my part
It’s true I am impatient clay
A lump set on rolling away
You capture my fear and mold my hard heart
May I be your vessel someday.
c2014 Mike Tauser
This is my second attempt to reflect on the 2015 theme of Lutheran Outdoors Ministry of Texas- REAL GRACE.
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