Saturday, February 04, 2012

Everyday Worship

It’s the small things, isn’t it?
The delicate, embroidered daisies
on the sash-ends of her Sunday yellow dress,
the honest dirt under his fingernails,
the small pink whorl of a baby’s ear.

What of the worm tunneling the soil,
the flight of the barn swallow,
the draining green in autumn
that shows a leaf’s true color?

There should be reverence for the buttercup,
the flash of sunlight on the rippling pond,
the call of the whippoorwill in the pulsing dark.

Whether man made the Sunday gods
to blame or revere matters little,
for even without the whole living, breathing mass
of us to notice them, the little things
would fill the empty spaces.


Brian Miller said...

the little things surely should fill the spaces...there is much to look at in awe and this one pauline...

Tabor said...

What a rich and lovely post!

Tabor said...

The header is a jpeg of my own that I saved as 1,230px × 635px (scaled by blogger to 300px × 155px). I selected it under the Blogger template tab where you then selected edit link in the header box and you get a screen that says "Configure header." I select the option to appear behind the title and description text. Does this help?

Out on the prairie said...

I notice many of those little things,nice words to share.

June said...

Oh, I so agree with your words in all respects!

Pauline said...

thanks, Brian M - I am always in awe of the littles

and thank you, Tabor, both for the comment and the directions. The photo size setting on my camera had to be changed for shots large enough to fill the space. I've made adjustments and shall go out "header hunting" today.

Thanks OOTP :)

June - I often see the same appreciation on your site :)

Reya Mellicker said...

Little things are the big things.

Molly said...

What a beautiful song of praise for a Sunday!

Pauline said...

They are Reya, they are!

Molly - thank you :)

Rechad said...

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Pauline said...

Thank you Rechad, for stopping by to read and comment.

herhimnbryn said...

Little things, small details are always there waitng to be noticec. You did so in this wonderful poem.

Hope you are healing well now?

patteran said...

A fine tribute to that which matters most, Pauline.

Pauline said...

HHB - feeling much better, thanks!

Dick - I appreciate the comment.

Barbara Shallue said...

Amen! Beautiful!

Steve Reed said...

I love this. A great appreciation of the life all around us that we sometimes fail to notice because we're too tangled in our ideas.