Sunflower
 
Sunflower, throw your seeds into the fields;
Shed, Son, the seeds of truth that they may grow and flourish; nourish and sustain.
 
Oh, golden petals reaching up to the heavens, bless the crops and fruit.
Stretch Your arms wide, to enfold us; keep us safe in Your strength.
Mighty stem, growing so tall, what do you see, as you survey the land?
 
How dry the terrain has become, in need of healing dew; of pure water, clear!
Parched, fauna and flora, fall; even the birds seek an oasis, calm.
 
Son, looking down, bend Your graceful head towards us;
with mercy shine on us that we may absorb Your light;
release Your goodness to save us and give us life.
 
Oh, Green Wood, stay green and reflect Your beauty in us –
that we may know the absolute essence of Your love, Your light, Your life!
 
Julie Hughes 27.8.18