A Poem: Mist in the Morning

You bless.
We give back up.
Like mist in the morning.
rising again.
A living vapour.
The wet earth trembling,

Sustaining cycle,
circle of life.
You give,
we receive.
The borne fruits,
the shed leaves.
the vines cut,
for next year’s growth.

You pour,
we receive.
What flows from us,
proof of your blessings.
The earth and the sky touch.
The sun’s caress warms our skin,
releases our bodies in-held breath.
We exhale with relief.

As mist in the morning,
your Spirit hovers.

Ana Lisa de Jong
July 2018

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