Psalm of the Open Field: poem by David Anson Lee

photo by Cindy Bousquet Harris

Psalm of the Open Field

I lift my eyes to the wide blue,

clouds drifting like slow prayers.

The wind bends wheat in rhythm

with heaven’s quiet drum.

I praise the unseen hand

that spins seasons from a whisper,

paints sunsets across tired eyes,

scatters stars in velvet dark.

All creation hums its joy;

I join in, voice small but willing,

a single note in the eternal song.

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David Anson Lee is a poet, philosopher, and physician based in Texas whose work explores faith, nature, and human experience through lyrical imagery and spiritual reflection. His writing seeks to illuminate hope, joy, and the presence of God in everyday life. His work has appeared in multiple literary journals, and he aims to craft poetry that uplifts and inspires.

(August 2026 issue)