Ripples
Ripples, moving
Silently across
Water’s silken surface
Started from one
Center
Caused when an
Unknown dares
To enter
Its undisturbed peace
In water, it
May be
Fishes bobbing for
Food
Small leaves released
Letting go of life
Or a sudden startling
Boom
Of a hard object
Energies of life
Never static
Always changing
Shifting, provoking
Not always bad or
Good
If given a choice
Be careful what you
should
Allow into your
Undisturbed peace
Only A Weed
Only a weed
I understand
But still you rise
To take your stand
Against
The Encroachments
of man
We struggle,
We toil
Working every
Square inch of soil
To conquer the earth
Yet we still fail
To stop your birth
Your green head
And limbs
Small at first
But mighty
Sway and bend
Pushing at all angles
On concrete & rock
Tousled and tangled
They rise
Looking for sky
Seeking the air
As all living things
Too come to care
For their new life
Your stance
Crows a victory:
Though I am just a weed
There is a me
In my living green
Rising in this New
Existence you may now
Most gloriously see!
This may be a strange or trivial subject to write a poem about, but I couldn’t resist. Walking on our new greenway, they had done everything to keep out the weeds, but still they popped through. Just another thing that proves man does not completely control the earth as strongly as the power of God’s green nature.
Why Would You Not?
Why would you not
Comes within my thoughts
Utopia is usually
What is sought
By most people
Even if unaware
Within themselves
Is it not the place
wherein we would all
Desire to dwell?
Perfect love, joy, peace
No more pain,
Death, stress,
Constant struggle,
Does Live within our reach
Keys to such a
Place divine,
that land
Are always present
for our taking
In an outstretched
Hand
A Holy Creator
Reaches down
From above
Needing nothing of us
Bending only thru
& in His love
Offering us Himself
Perfection’s Beauty,
Love, Glory, Light
Power beyond measure
Reaching out in
All His Might
Desiring once again to
Father His children’s
Journey
Yearning to turn
Our story
Toward His light
Fathering all, each
And every one
Will not leave out
The smallest, weakest
Daughter or son
So, reach out, take
the offered hand
Join in His journey
Never, ever for this
Will you once receive
a reprimand
Lovely face
Full of grace
unendingly
Flawless Father
May we gather
Beneath your wings
So, why would you not
Want to receive
all this God offers
In His eternal reprieve
From the mire & struggles
Upon this dusty earth
Clinging
Clinging to Christ
Tighter,
tighter
As my burdens
Get lighter,
Lighter
Always moving on,
Hoping,
To a greater beyond
Reflections
Ancient trees
Stand
Soaking their toes
At the water’s edge
Below
Or knee-deep
Within its depths
which seep
through bark’s
roughened skin
Mirror images
Of plants and earth
Above
Reflections traced
onto a watery world
fitting as a hand
into a glove
Solid browns and green
earthy fingers
Projecting over head
& into the silken surface below
Which ripples and flows
echoing azure skies
And sunlight’s golden glows
God,
If you were to lean
close down enough
As I hold my camera
Tightly within my grip
In liquid’s reflections
Might I be able to trace
The beauty within
The curve of your lip
Upon your face?
Fragility
Frail and pale
I lean ever outwards
Searching
Will this emptiness
Never end?
But I am better
Now
Older, wiser
Very more blessed
Realizing
Sooner rather
Than later
I will be reunited
With the one True Father
In life’s great hereafter!
SoulSails 