My #children's hands touch leaf and stone,

A world God made, for us to own,

Not as a master, cold and proud,

But steward #whispering from a cloud.

This earth, a canvas, bright and fair,

Reflects His #Glory everywhere.

The rivers flow, the mountains rise,

A #gift seen through their innocent eyes.

My heart feels #weight, a holy trust,

To guard this fragile, sacred dust.

To teach them kindness, hand in hand,

For God's #Creation, air and land.

May seeds of care within them bloom,

Dispelling shadow, doubt, and gloom.

For this good ground, where grace is sown,

Is not just ours, but His alone.

#OrthodoxDad

#Creation