Steadfast

“Spring Grass” by Alma Thomas,

National Portrait Gallery

You accomplish what You start.

You see things through, fully.

All the loose ends, You tie up.

You remember, when I forget.

You organize and design

All of me that appears to be 

Chaos.

You use every resource on hand 

To create beauty—

Nothing here is wasted,

Nothing seems to be trash.

You see the big picture

When all I can see is 

This grass right in front 

Of these feet.

You work miracles

Of subtle,

Seemingly 

Useless 

Things.

You “work everything for good,”

But it’s not a platitude 

With You. 

When I look back, 

I see Your intention 

In the dark parts,

Carving out 

Spaces that I now need.

You make music with things

That don’t seem like instruments at all.

So “steadfast”

Really is more 

To me

Than 

“Resolutely firm

Or dutifully unwavering.”

You steadfastly 

Make meaning 

From nothing,

Utter darkness—

Ushering in light.

It’s who You are.