Poetry and Prayer—Day 4: February 29

Written by: Julia Smolucha

I Thank You God… by e.e. cummings

Fly, fast, on infinite wing to draw near to us. Hear our thank you: cardinal perched in snow-winter tree, food warm in bellies, vistas of dream-blue skies. Fly, fast, O God, to be near to us, for we are grateful. Amen.

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Poetry and Prayer—Day 4: February 29