Unfolding of the earth - springtime

The unfolding of the earth

is beautiful to behold.

Splendor leaps from the pages

of winter, 

life bursting forth from an artists soul.

Surely God is creator supreme

each inch an invention 

as if from a dream.

Revel in this wholesome display

there's peace to be found 

in this gentle way;

the wait is worth 

what comes from the earth

and the feelings of warmth 

are His to portray.

The Rising - Easter

You've given, oh God, the act of your rising

through Your Son

an eternal spring

from darkness and shame 

into light and release -

all with your name.

By our acts we are all driven down

forming for you a thorny crown.

Through anxious winters of life

you've sown

seeds for the spring,

Your faithfulness shown.

To save this world 

it is not surprising 

you'd show who you are 

by the act of your rising.

All the Voices I've Ever Heard - spring

All the voices I've ever heard

have suddenly converged.

Their individuality 

has taken on a theme,

to listen very closely 

is to find out what they mean.

Every one holds merit,

intrinsic value as they sing

each has given their offerings 

of expression- how they ring!

Turn toward us, 

voice of the past

which part of what you bring

is the part that will last?

For nothing good shall pass away 

as long as pleasant memories stay 

and the sounds shall echo-

overlapping, clear,

resonating in our lives

to never disappear.

Spring is Here - spring

Spring is here -

the daylight dwindles

before it disappears.

A robin egg blue

paints the sky

above the browned out earth...

A hopeful hue

drawing out life

with love from above.

Let us sing with the forest

and sleep to spring peepers call

for spring wins out 

over all.

The Angels Sang - spring

The angels sang in the silent pines

but it wasn't a song from here -

the setting sun shone sideways,

sending its light where none should appear.

Where is the veil that separates 

 when is it drawn aside?

Love exists on both sides now -

thank you Lord Jesus 

for taking us across the divide.

Peaceful Evening -soothe my soul - winter/spring

Peaceful evening

soothe my soul,

reassurance of a healing power

that we don’t have to control.

Let the birds

sing it to sleep

or send the snow to bring silence to all;

peaceful evening

soothe my soul,

as hues of blue

so faintly fall.

To Leave Your Childhood Home - winter

To leave your childhood home

that was our part of the family tree

is to give away an album of love

where I grew within its branches and leaves.

Lives lived with Christmas to mark our year,

setting up the tree

with carols spreading cheer.

Remember the days of sunshine

and long winter nights,

napping on the sofa

lit with Holiday lights?

Laughter and sorrow

were todays and tomorrows,

memories endearing,

always within my mind appearing.

To leave the childhood home

means the children have all grown.

Oak Tree, give your all - winter

My son's oak tree is practically perfect,

it’s arching arms reach to the sky –

bare bones in the winter

when leaves are gone and dry.

Yet this shows off its perfection

each branch grown as it should,

affirming life left up to God

is truly something good.

Planted back when just a boy,

a seedling brought from school,

it found its roots where it was planted

through pleasant spring and winter cruel.

Long stand this oak who shares its bounty

one acorn at a time,

it would be missed by those partaking

of it while in its prime.

So live the life that God intended,

as a testament to all descended

that young men grow

and trees stand tall

and never give up –

 til you’ve given your all.