Seasons
~~~ Father—Creation that you’ve made! Spring’s sweet buds, and Summer’s glade; Pumpkin’s orange in Fall’s bright pallet, Forest’s sleep ‘neath Winter’s mallet… ~~~ Your seasons teach me lessons stern; Lessons…
YOU DIDN'T CHOOSE ME! I CHOSE YOU… TO GO & PRODUCE FRUIT ALWAYS
Poetry is making the words dance and sing. It’s not easy but oh the joy it brings my soul! —woundresser
“All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.”
—J.R.R. Tolkien
~~~ Father—Creation that you’ve made! Spring’s sweet buds, and Summer’s glade; Pumpkin’s orange in Fall’s bright pallet, Forest’s sleep ‘neath Winter’s mallet… ~~~ Your seasons teach me lessons stern; Lessons…
I used to think so long ago “I am a worm and very low” I could not see nor understand, This destiny—with plans so grand! ~~~ But here we are!…
The call has come from Spirit’s flow, Up to the rainbow tops to go. Cocoon breaks its last restricting hold… As moonbeams shimmer on wings of gold. ~~~ A…
It’s time to open wide your mouth And scatter as you sing, The seeds of joy—from tears you shed Into the hearts of those I bring ~~~ You are the…
Here she comes, once again—from the corner of my mind. Soooo many years ago… yet, I close these eyes and find; See her? Offering herself? From a day—now long gone…
I know You are the Tree of Life That, I can clearly see And out there on that frightful limb Is where You’ve beckoned me ~~~ You’re calling me to…
Like withering grass, days slowly pass; I wonder why You haven’t come. My dreams still wait—the hour is late; When will my great deliverance be? ~~~ And bending low, You…
I’ve had you in the dark – it’s true! How could you understand? That all from the beginning Is exactly as I’ve planned. ~~~ Could I choose, dear one, to…