Monday, December 21, 2009

His left hand, in heat of noonday ~ Ann Grifiths

- - - - -
His left hand, in heat of noonday,
Lovingly my head upholds,
And his right hand, filled with blessings,
Tenderly my soul enfolds,
I adjure you, nature's darlings,
Beautiful in field and grove,
Stir not up, till he be willing,
Him who is my glorious Love.

Ann Griffiths

No comments:

Post a Comment