Autumn Valor


Glory be to God for mundane things --

for Boo hanging from the attic vent;

for yeast slowly stretching gluten strands;

fun fabric for masks; stairway conversations;

the grace of learning a new baby's name;

and music streamed in this unsung season.


All things small, quiet, discordant, unseen;

whatever is sought, crafted (who knows why?)

by hands, speech, instinct, need, delight

He holds it all together in His joy:

Praise Him.


(For FVC, with obvious thanks to Gerard Manley Hopkins and Pied Beauty)

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