I have called you by your name,
giving you a title, though you knew me not.
I am the Lord and there is no other,
there is no God besides me.
(First Reading) 

Patterns

Again I was running
from you, Lord

when I fell
into
that field
of
clover filled
with
filigree butterflies
and
enamelled bugs
on
apple leaves

blue chicory
and
running rabbits
and
daisies gold
and
white—all in
full
sunlight

 

J. Janda