Fulfilled- fall

Somewhere fog drifts over a bridge

someplace the sun peers over a ridge

where time is standing

still.

Sometimes there's water of aqua hue

with islands piercing waves of blue

while dunes of snow turn

chill.

Falls of red volcano flow

canyons calm reflections glow

sometime, 

somewhere,

somehow

fulfilled.

Wind through the Curtains - fall

Wind through the curtains

time unseen;

flowing past,

what does it mean?

To sit in the chair

my grandfather sat

so long ago

bringing memories back

with merging of feelings

time comes together

as if ends were meeting

and a day were forever…

maybe a lifetime

is but one page

the script runs together

regardless of age

like a flower blooming

a continuous flow

maturing then fading

after it’s grown…

the breezes keep coming

as the earth turns round

yet I’ll live in this moment

so rich, so profound…

Purposeful Life - Fall

We're part of His masterpiece;

the beauty of nature

the grandeur of the sky

we've been placed here just as intentionally 

you and I.

No mistakes

and no regrets,

as purposeful a meaning

as any life can get.

Every soul should take comfort

that the Divine

never ceases His loving,

He wants you to shine

no matter how high 

no matter how low

your feeling of yourself 

may go,

God has known your thoughts 

and still

you're here and that means

you're a part of His will

to remain    

and continually look 

on high,  

you're part of His masterpiece 

and precious in His eye.

Why I Seldom Speak - fall

You wonder why I seldom speak-

it's because I'm into all matters deep.

Each word you say leads me to think 

and the interim causes conversation to sink!

It appears that I've no thought in my head

but I'm actually battling hundreds instead,

so consternation rises within 

and I'm alone with my thoughts once again...

so judge me not on appearance sake

or on how I do conversational give and take 

I really just like being with you

and I hope you have that feeling too.

Epic - summer

Every day is epic for 

we

who hold faith in

He

the Christ, 

the Holy One of God. 

no mountain is as high

no dream as large

no desire so strong

no ending so great...

Every day is epic for

                                                    we

who hold faith in

He

the Christ, 

the Holy One of God.

Music Making, soul refreshing - summer

Listen to the birds;

do they not sing

in good time?

Music in the making,

soul refreshing

rhythm without rhyme…

overlapping  folds of melody

create a place for me

that came before my time;

Music in the making,

soul refreshing

rhythm without rhyme…

Transitions - summer

  The sun has never changed its trajectory

as it shines in its mercy on me.

From the moment I first opened my eyes

until the moment when my soul will arise

through all that's transpired

I've transitioned.

Faces and scenery have changed,

whom I love and who loves me are all rearranged

with how I've felt

and with whom I've dealt

I've trasitioned.

Life here is a transitory state

and a thousand things with which to relate

to surive

I've kept alive

the transition

of myself

with God as my guide

unwavering as the sunshine.

I'll return once again

to Him who sends

after I once more transition

with a lifelong tale

of how I'm so vulnerable

and how He never fails,

I find a peace that had long since eluded

so have now concluded

that His power alone

brings us through,

Lord, my longing is to transition

to You.

Eclipse - summer August 21,2017

Who is in charge of the sun,

moon, and stars?

The Lord God Almighty is His name.

He gives the eclipse

so we will understand

that even the sun that brings us life

can be covered by His Almighty hand.

Neither heavens above

nor earth below

can survive unless

He bestows

his love for us all;

He is at the helm

and all of the living

are within His realm. 

In the Lap of Summer-summer

In the lap of summer

I lay my head.

Mind, body

and soul well fed.

Comfortable and quiet,

soothing sounds are

of a lullaby.

This is all the good of God 

showing that 

He's real and close nearby.

In the lap of summer 

I feel safe

from the fears that beset me 

this is where I escape.

Ever so softly 

you'll sing me to sleep

I'm safe in your keeping 

and sigh with release

in the lap of summer -

I know true peace

Valley View- summer

We have a valley view,

a balcony at the top of the tree line

overlooking hills and a valley green

with mottled sunlight splotching 

through clouds casting highlights -

so pastoral 

so serene.

Red barns wake in the golden glow

and fields meet forests 

with a wavy ebb and flow.

A silo sits at the top of a ridge

reaching high with the bounty

this land gives;

the peaceful sky 

and it's welcoming domain

will lull me to sleep,

we are one and the same.

Where once we gathered - summer

Where once we gathered

and would sit

on a summers eve in the warmth of

friendship

with a fire beneath us

and stars above

whether words or no

we were all a part of

the being

the sharing

the true embrace

that comes with just living

same time

same place

same generation

face to face

serving

then leaving

we look back upon

the moments together

before we're gone

Patron of Forest Chorus - summer

In the neighborhood of birdsong

conversation is diverse,

my woods are ringing merrily

with melodies so well rehearsed

they come out pitched so perfectly 

it sounds a choir

from tree to tree.

What right have I 

to pen a chorus

when a constant composition 

is forthcoming from the forest?

Each day a different arrangement,

their rendition ever new,

thus I immerse myself each evening 

a true patron

sensing You.

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.