All stars rejoice in your glory.
Noonday splendor tells of your blessings.
Your peace blows over the earth and the
breath of your mouth fills all space.
Your voice comes in the thunder and
the wind sings of your majesty.
Bend over us, Eternal Love, and bless us.
Humble as they are, God blesses the dandelions
with deep roots and heads held high.
Copyright 2007-2008 Danny N. Schweers