Peace of Morning

The choice
between breakfast
with family and friends
or coffee in my backyard
was not an easy one
But when I sat down on my stoop
with cup in hand
diamonds glistening in the grass--
rain drops
from last night's downpour
now catching
the rays of the sun--
I knew I made the right choice.
A little "peace" of morning.

Pentecost: Experiencing John 20:21

Breathe sweet Jesus
Breathe your holy breath
Into my ears, my nose, my mouth
That all my senses would be changed
Enlightened and heightened
To the sounds and smells and tastes of Your love
That my heart and soul would overflow
Onto the ones I love and touch
And my breath
Carry the fragrance
Of Your peace.
  
-Nancy Perkins
June 1, 2012