Winged insect feeding
for eons on nectar or
pollen and aphids

Wake you at twilight
In the greening of the year
To hunt and lay eggs

In gardens galore
and parks, meadows, or elsewhere
rid you plants from harm

Found you I at dusk
sheltered in magnolia’s bloom
resting from a feast

For as the soil makes the sprout come up and a garden causes seeds to grow, so the Sovereign Lord will make righteousness and praise spring up before the nations. ~Isaiah 61:11 ✝

Thank you, Jesus, that you save, you heal, you restore, and you reveal Your Father’s heart to us!