(Art play with water-soluble Stabilo and Inktense pencils)
The Blessing of Beauty
I always want eyes
To see the beauty of the world,
And to praise this wondrous beauty
That is without exception,
And to praise the One who did it,
So beautifully, fully to praise the fully, so full of beauty
During the first hour of my stay at Serenbe, we came face to face through the screen on the back porch.
From that moment on we became friends??? She magically appeared whenever we went for walks, grazing in the grass nearby, bantering to herself or frolicking with a sibling. Then she gradually came closer, first a blur of white galloping across our path, then just a few steps ahead of us and suddenly quietly standing close by my side chewing on grass, even stepping on my toe.
I remember looking at her wide set bulbous eyes and long narrow snout thinking, “what an odd alien face”, but as time went by, I began to observe her long graceful neck, the feathered white hair that swirled on the top of her head and she became adorable, mischievous, even beautiful.
“For us, the winds do blow,
The earth doth rest, heaven move, and fountains flow;
Nothing we see, but means our good,
As our delight, or as our treasure;
The whole is either our cupboard of food,
Or cabinet of pleasure.”
Bless the fingers,
for they are as darting as fire.
Bless the little hairs of the body,
for they are softer than grass.
Bless the hips
for they are cunning beyond all other machinery.
Bless the mouth
for it is the describer
Bless the tongue for
it is the maker of words.
Bless the eyes
for they are the gifts of the angels,
for they tell the truth
Bless the shoulders for they are a strength and a shelter
Bless the thumb
for when working it has godly grip.
Bless the feet
for their knuckles and their modesty
Bless the spine
for it is the whole story.