414 Objects for orisons July,2011

Posted on March 8, 2016 by Ken Greenman

Here I am praying to trees again,
listening to their kind council
coming in soft sighs,
coming in howling screams.
Why not trees?
They are as God,
so much bigger than me,
their voice is Her voice.
She is pleased to give me this choice,
so long as I heed.

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About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2025 and it's 77! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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