The heavens declare thy glory
and the firmament thy handiwork,
but what do we say at 6:00 a.m.,
sleepy, slow, and dim?
Let our prayer be the sound of the shower,
coffee poured and toast buttered.
Hear the prayer of our slippered feet
moving toward your promise.
Photo of Japanese maples; prayer based on Psalm 19
by Danny N. Schweers; image and prayer copyright 2010.