2nd Sunday after Epiphany

John 2:1-11

I watched the swallow soar around me.
Sitting there bound to earth
I watched
as each dive to the waters surface
was a gift of perfection
beheld by my eyes,
bound to my world of possibility.
I watched as more and more they circled in ever increasing numbers
filling my heart with joy at the sight.
(Draw out)
At the sight of each dive and loop
I sat there and wondered
at the creator of all this,
(the water)
the beauty and grace of these creatures so small,
each movement a sign of glory
only roughly mimicked
by the best of humanities efforts.
I thank you Lord for these gifts
of beauty,
signs of your presence
signs of your grace
that points us from our own strivings
to the world you have created
and the glory of the world to come
(the feast)


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