May 9, 2008

My Journey to God

Signs of God’s Hands in Spring

Beneath an azure blue and washed cloudless sky
is seen a canopy and carpet of verdant green
vibrant in a crisp spring morning for all to see

The signs of God’s hands are seen everywhere
birds resound their mating calls
tree leaves are small and immature
allowing sunlight to apply its life force
small plants push upward through winter matted soil

The signs of God’s hands are seen everywhere
only yesterday the ground was barren and frozen
small animals emerge from winter habitats
waterways begin to murmur and gurgle
snow melt and winter rains provide a force

The signs of God’s hands are seen everywhere
marshes come alive with escalating activity
beneath the water life forms are energized
the fields are smiling and woods are alive with blossoms
an aura of quiet peaceful roaring in the wood

The signs of God’s hands are seen everywhere
in the spring rains that promise baptism and renewal
In the peacefulness of the spring woods as cloistered solitude
with the insects beginning their chorus of song sound
the bursting buds and flower heads turned to the face of God

Beneath an azure blue and washed cloudless sky
a green sea of tranquility and perfect peace
beckons to all who heed and listen attentively

By Thomas J. Rillo

(Thomas J. Rillo is a member of St. Charles Borromeo Parish in Bloomington and a Benedictine oblate of Saint Meinrad Archabbey in St. Meinrad. He said inspiration for this poem came from observations made during a walk in the springtime.) †

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