Prayer of a Student by Trinidad L. Tarrosa-Subido

Prayer of a Student
Trinidad L. Tarrosa-Subido

To learn, dear Lord, about these em’rald leaves,

These tendered-petalled blosssoms laved in dew.

From where they came, and how and why they lived;

Or yet to know why ocean waters lash

Their atomed selves against the granite rocks

That senseless lie along the shores; to know

Why rainbows fling their ribboned souls athwart

The eastern skies when sunrays flick the west;

Why lightning furies rage when storm winds still

The thunder echoes hurtling through the dark;

To learn about the earth, about the moon,

The sun and lesser stars and other worlds

That span the cerulescent firmament.

To learn great facts about the little things

And then, while knowing these, not to unlearn-

Never, O God, to unlearn the child-learned truth

That thou art in reality the source,

The Why, the How, the Wherefore, of all things.