Everything You Touch

I have a simple poem for you today, inspired by the beginnings of Spring that I’m starting to see around me:

Everything You Touch

Your hands
Flung stars
And stretched out space
Your fingertips
Shaped Earth and placed
A garden on
This small oasis
Bursting full of life

Your touch—that spun
The moon around
Reached down
And flowers blooming now
Show of the tender
Care in how
You cause all things to grow

Oh Lord, I want to know
Your living power
Overwhelming
Recreating
Blooming
Shaping
Lord, reach down
Your hand
To me
And

Grow your
Life in me