From the Minister
A Prayer for Summer
Before I worship at the altar of each long evening,
May I give the too early sunrise its due,
May I not blame the midday for its heat and mugginess,
May I admire the thunderstorm yet fear for those with no shelter.
Before I turn to the work that remains at hand, or arrives,
May I read another poem, or one more chapter of a book,
May I write a length to a distant friend, and chat unrushed with those nearby,
May I humor the dog, scratch the cat, and praise their strict limits on scrutability.