Bless, O God, this winter eve,
The trees, branches raised in praise.
The sky, soft glow darkening into dusk.
The homecoming of young and old.
Bless, O God, this sacred moment.
The quiet pause between day and night.
The birds, flying to safety in bush or brush.
The colors — orange to red to purple to black — creeping across the clouds.
Bless, O God, the night to come.
The safety of shelter, the supper to nourish.
Hearts of joy or souls bent in sorrow.
Renewing rest and hope for one more day.
Bless, O God. Bless.
Find more of my prayers in my book Christ Beside Me, Christ Before Me: Celtic Blessings.