In the Light of God's Paint - summer

the lake is holding a glimmering sky

but can no more contain it than can the eye

too vast its wild and shimmering tide

its canvas open wide

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the mountains portrait cannot be framed

their massive crown of royalty reigns

they cannot be controlled or tamed

a thousand years the same

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the forest breathes a breath so deep

each moment sighs and silence silence speaks

its message wafts to lofted peaks

beyond the farthest reach

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the scented scenes of meadows find

a sense of awe and grand design

for those who search and seek and wait,

may find great hope -

in the light of God's paint. 

"Blessed is he...whose hope is in the Lord his God,

the Maker of heaven and earth.

For with You is the fountain of life;

in your light we see light.

Psalms 146:5,6,9

Home, Sweet Home - summer

What if I hadn't left my first home?

What if I hadn't traveled to where I was called?

Can't bear to think of all the souls

I wouldn't have known at all

sweet, sweet children

now so grown

Lord, Your direction is always so right

this life is witness to what You've sown

there's no mistaking

you've surely shown

here, where You brought me

is clearly my home.

rock me to sleep by the bay - summer

the bay rocks itself to sleep

every night

the trees point the way

to the skies waning light

with swaying sound

it soothes the soul

simplicity captured

within its hold

I'm just a bystander

receiving its care

its calming and healing

keep calling me there

each evening I'm seeing

it's never misleading

awaiting -

its dreamscape to share

Dutch Masters Maiden - summer

I am still a mere maiden

inside my heart

in a plain dress and apron

with a milking cart

I sing and I hum

it helps get my tasks done

so free I'll then be

and sweet sleep will soon come

I am still a mere maiden

inside my heart

thinking of life 

as a pure work of art

with beautiful images

yet to behold

and tales of loves' goodness

still to unfold

I am still a mere maiden

within my heart

so soft and accepting

in all my regard

to welcome each moment

though come what may

reflects my souls gladness -

so a maiden I'll stay

Love's Soliloquy - summer

He means to give 

His Love to me

before I leave

so freedom can be

full and truly free.

His Words were first

but now there is meaning,

the world is fresh

and beyond what it was seeming!

So many scales from my eyes

have fallen

that I pristinely see now

His calling;

there's much the evil one 

leaves torn asunder

but what God desires as revelation

has opened us to His wonder...

Love is caring

Love is kind

never meant to be left behind

or shoved away or trampled beneath

but enveloping our life complete

to whomever we may meet.

Love is His ambassador,

the only one evil can't defeat

it can't be dismantled

or dismayed

for where all else fails

His Love will find the Way...

"See what great love the Father has lavished on us that we should be called children of God!

1 John 3:1