I wonder how many poems
the trees have given to me
as I pray the Psalms
and read poems by poets
written over so much time
that passes too soon
clouds with some blue
outside my study window
some days God seems so clear
other days I must dwell more deeply
in my reading of the Psalms
praying the Psalms . . .
other times and places
cross my mind
and I am blessed
by God’s love
and care
once again
Thy statutes have been my songs
in the house of my pilgrimage.
Psalm 119: 54 (KJV)


Photos are by Karl.
Ellen Grace Olinger