July 10, 2009

My Journey to God

God’s Gift of Summer

All of nature acknowledges the advent of summer.
God has awakened everything and growth is eminent—
The warmth of the sun and warm summer rains.
Summer has placed a magic hand on God’s creation.

How can one not lie back and gaze at the azure summer sky,
Trace the billowy clouds as they constantly change?
The earth begins to dry out from incessant spring rains.
Life is a mixture of sunshine and rain as a gift of God’s love.

The sky and stars, dew on the grass and the leaves on trees—
The constant reminders of God’s presence and love.
Summer is a time when God proclaims the work of His hands.
God is as close as the wind that caresses a face.

Summer is a season of quiet development and growth.
Flowers bloom in their fragrance from the hand of the giver.
Summer is just another room in the temple of God.
Each seasonal room is a place for silent prayer.

By Thomas J. Rillo

(Thomas J. Rillo is a member of St. Charles Borromeo Parish in Bloomington, and is a Benedictine oblate of Saint Meinrad Archabbey. Inspiration for this poem came from the crossing of the threshold between spring and summer.)

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