The Prayer of the Bur

God,

Let me be the bur, sticking on to your wool sock. 
I am a legless seed, looking for the good soil. 
Take me with you on your narrow way, 
though night’s needle eye, 
and out the other side of solstice. 
My spiny edges may yet be useful,
if only for their desperate grip,
for I have learned to love your feet.

~

Lindsey

S.D.G.

Lindsey Gallant
A northern girl living the island life. Follower of Jesus. Writer, book nerd, nature lover. Homeschool mom and Charlotte Mason enthusiast. Prefers pen and paper.

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