Here I am again, Lord,
offering you the fruit of
all my actions. I do this
knowing you are the tree
on which the fruit grows
sweet and ripe.. You are
the soil,roots, and limbs,
rainfall, sunlight, soft
night wind. I’ve come
to realize that my only
gift is the nectar of your
love, distilled, expressed,
and offered back through
all my acts, and simply
through my being.
What I give you now
is what you are
-Dana Faulds
