Tonight  I lift a prayer of thanks 

A psalm of gratitude

To the One who is artist divine

Weaver of life

Sculptor of love and relationship

The One who wields the brush

Of blue joy

Across the heavens

And stipples flowers like so many

Dots of brilliance

Out imagining

The Seine on a Sunday.

Oh Creator Eternal,

My whole self is swept up in your glory

And all that I can offer is

Yes.

Amen.