May this poem find its way to your heart through faith -

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Oh cold gray skies

descending

we shall not be deprived

of warmth or Light this glorious season

for the Christ child has arrived!

His love is all around

unending

we shall have joy

despite your pall

for God divine in

Jesus is sending

hope for us all.

  

Merry Christmas

Divinity

is reborn

renewing

the intimacy

that was torn

away when we chose to leave

and so betrayed

the Author of Love -

how our souls did decay...

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Divinity is reborn

let's run and renew

that intimate bond

of pure Love that is true

Life Eternal is only through He

who has been reborn -

God's Divinity.

Merry Christmas!

Smokin' out the back door

driven to drink,

yet I'm not as hard up

as you might think.

Jesus came a'callin' and Jesus died

with people just like me on His mind.

Now I'm comin' over to Him,

all of me and all my sins

'Cause anyone who can love me enough

to die like that

won't leave me a'sittin' where I'm at. 

falling sun - fall

The shadows have gone long,

so forlorn and worn -

summer's coming to an end.

Seamlessly it's slipping away,

daylight given to decay,

not my favorite season

but it may

redeem itself in some yet colorful way...

Oh how I love to write,

to hear some new stirring within my soul

but yet the sounds are never finished

always it’s beginnings

never reaching the new goal:

Here on earth is just the first verse

where is the chorus?

where is rest?

I know what God is saying…

wait, and have patience

for I am the best -

So when I get to heaven

there will be no ending to His songs

but only satisfaction to this longing

for His Glory goes forever on and on…

Bitter Tears - summer

Bitter tears

don’t fail me now

falling from abandoned brow

newly fed

from disappointments’ scowl-

Guilty! it said

so I fell in

making my own law and sin

not believing He would save me

yet again…

Faith is resurrected,

sure as He receives my cry

I will never be abandoned

bitter tears

He will have dried…

working it through - summer

I hear hues of blue

and billows of white

the sky sings Your praise

with its lyric of sight.

I see birds call

and I view the world's in tune

everything working together

as I must work it through...

I don't know when 

and I don't know how

You'll answer prayer

but your peace is now. 

Healing from God - summer

To look at people through God's eyes -

what would I see?

A whole lot of people

hurting more than me!

Pain from the inside,

pain from without,

so much suffering

in a world filled with doubt...

evils around us

while faith is God's cure,

Christ saw us all

through a life that was pure

as compassion from the Father flowed

to heal every suffering

in a way we can't know.

So every day

let me pray

that God will restore

each sorrowing soul -

for His eyes are on the people

and He desires to see us whole.

God is All - summer

God is the feeling of the forest

though He is not the trees.

He is not the sun in the sky

but the light of day that it brings.

God may not be blue

but He is the covering over us all,

He's the warmth of a temperate day

and the feeling of it -

that is His way.

God is the water of a quenching cool stream

where there is no more thirst

because of what His Spirit brings.

He is rest without fatigue,

and comfort when there is no pain.

He is life itself

refreshing us with His eternal rain.

God is good

and when from this earth He calls

we won't be lacking anything we may have left -

at all.

Life Won't Pass You By - summer

Today

is the kind of day

when life doesn’t pass you by,

if you sit still

it will send you things

and you don’t even have to try –

a warming sun

a gentle breeze

the calming sounds

of bird call and trees –

resist the urge to jump up and go

for only by staying

will the blessings flow.

fireflies-summer

Fireflies come and go

first they're hidden

then they glow

rising, falling

dreamlike state

fantasies while I'm awake

Summer Solstice - summer

the climb from a valley

to a mountain peak:

the time from winter solstice

to summer's pinnacled week-

from there the daylight stretches

to both horizons sunlit shores

not obscured like winter's darkness,

deep within a valley's floor.

Here the human soul rejoices

standing midst created height.

Let us never be descending -

keepers of this flame of light.

To commermorate D-day 70 years ago - spring

The brightest and the bravest

went off to war,

there they killed each other,

now they are no more.

Maybe that is why this world 

seems so very wrong,

those who chose to take a stand -

are gone.

Eternal Spring - spring

 Bring me the Eternal Spring

where everything is turning green

and the Fount of Life – ever flowing.

Death can never be a door

to stop us from receiving more

of Love’s true purpose,

He draws us near

and we are never lost who hear

the only voice that can’t be taken…

with the Giver of life

we’re never forsaken.