Monday, April 27, 2009

through a child's eyes

when i was a little girl
i assembled a congregation
of stuffed animals and dolls
then to my makeshift altar
i brought a humble offering
of the prettiest leaves i could find
and sang the only hymn i knew
in praise of god's creation
no sweeter communion
no better psalter
have i experienced since then

9 comments:

Lina said...

Where's that "like" button when I need it? Oh, right. .that's only on facebook. ;) Your lovely words always inspire. .

Stacy Wills said...

sweet lina...your words always encourage. :-)

rwellsrwells said...

That is such a lovely memory, and a very clear scene. Thanks.

Stacy Wills said...

thank you richard! i fell in love with your poetry a few months back when i read, "ash wednesday."

Elysa said...

Adore it!

Abbey of the Arts said...

Stacy, I love these words, the original altar, the elemental worship.

Beverly Keaton Smith said...

so sweet...I can see it so clearly! and i relate too! beautiful mandala...perfect for the poem.

Cheryl Finley: said...

I feel the sacred hymm even now...

SUNRISE SISTER said...

Beautiful mandalas and poetry. I read your interview over at Abbey of the Arts. Your words are inspirational, thank you for sharing them.