An Evening Prayer

Now, I arrive at day’s end
and again I bow with thanks:
for beloved ones to break bread with,
for curiousities aglow,
for feet that trod after mind’s bent,
and for earthy grace that conducts
my performance, play, life.


6 thoughts on “An Evening Prayer

  1. dianerivers says:

    Ah, I love the simplicity of this and the sigh it evokes. My favorite word (is that allowed?) is “again”; I’m reminded that these good things you list return to us and can be repeatedly appreciated.

    • agjorgenson says:

      I love how you picked up on that again. And yes, a favourite word IS allowed. Earthy would be mine, and bent. You are even allowed to have two favourites on my blog!

  2. shoreacres says:

    This is so lovely. It reminds me of one of my favorite paintings — Millet’s “The Angelus,” which is marked with the same simplicity and grace.

    You’ve reminded me of something I learned rather later than I should: saying grace is one thing, experiencing grace is another.

    • agjorgenson says:

      Thanks for reminding me again of the art of Millet. It is exceptional in so many ways. Yes, this bit on grace is profound, and perhaps a lesson taught us over all of our life.

  3. diannegray says:

    Thankfulness is a beautiful thing. We all need to pause and give thanks. Very lovely prayer, Allen

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