Prayer After the Rain
I bless God who gave me eyes to see the mountains
The deep cool wind that rolls down from them
Prickles the forearms He has also given me
Praise the Lord who silvered the leaves with sunlight
And filled me with blood that sparks at their glow
Bless God for the ridges and the hill-sides
My lungs ache and my heart pounds
Praise Him, that makes my legs burn as I rise among them
Praise the One who made the sunlight,
Who was wise and gave me skin that delights in dappling
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