Prayer

Creator God, as the summer swells purple heathers smear moor and mountain otters play in dappled pools while eagles sweep the heights golden red sunsets and ochre early dawns abound while raindrops glist the fields of ripening rapeseed.

Our hearts are full!

In other lands the fields are bare the sun blisters and burns fades and fails the crops in the fields scorching sunsets don’t bring the rains they need while elsewhere floods drown harvests and homes.

Our hearts are full!

Are we to blame have we become blind to the suffering earth and its struggling peoples, seeing only self and those things that moth and mould will turn to dust leaving our traces to tell of earth’s destruction doomed by the very children you have in love created for love.

Our hearts are full!

Fill also our hands our eyes our ears our souls with the passion and the power to cherish the changing seasons to wither our wasteful ways and wonder at the beauty born of your constancy and care for all of creation.

Our hearts are full!

Alive again to the possibility that love can win and life can flourish that the otter and the eagle can roam free that the blackbird will still sing out our dawns and dusks that people of all colours and creeds can grow and find food for their bodies and living water to nourish their souls.