Falling Leaves & Fuzzy Grass
Through falling leaves
& fuzzy grass
I hear fall’s whispers
As I pass
On glass waters
I watch you float
In orange, sun-yellows, gold
You gloat
Undisturbed by my remote
Passing by
I hold this day
Within my heart
Knowing from fall’s colors
I shall have to never part
So, if I am allowed to walk
Longer upon this earth
At another day, another time
I shall once again be witness
To that christening divine
Of yet one more glorious fall’s birth!
A Living One
You pass me by
Stopping, coming
Closer
Than expected
Your beauty on display
You feel like
Living electricity
The tingle filling the air
Around your face
And being
You glisten, shining,
You literally sparkle
With yourself
This living Power
You are surrounds
The air around you
And I bow to worship
My God
Creator, Maker
Lover of all souls!
Birds, suns
The stars rejoice in
Your Presence
You are our Life!
Your Universe is awash
In your glowing powerful
Life, Self
With every heartbeat, breath
May I praise Your Name
In the foreverness of your kingdom!
Falling Leaves
Falling Leaves
Autumn’s colors splash
Everywhere
Shy at first
until
They burst,
screaming
Through the air
Beneath a crystal sky
Blue air above my head
Leaves go floating by
Ruby’s reds, oranges
Sun’s-burst yellows
Explode within my soul
For wasn’t that your goal?
God, didn’t you do it just
For me
Rent them from your heart
Created just to please
The senses
They fall below my knees
In such beauty, your glory’s colors.
Oh, if I could die like that!
Sister, Sister
(Thistles)
Sister, sister
Whispered with a care
Waving fragile heads
In the moving air
Oh, be careful
Here they come
Strangers, interlopers
Into this our world
Under a warming sun.
Will they despoil
Or yet worse
Uproot our lives
From this gentle soil
Our loving home
Stay together
In groups they will see
To Leave us alone
Our nettles will sting
As well as any bee’s
Our heads turn above
long, lovely necks
Pink and purple strands
Of elongated tresses
Designed not for picking
By the hand of any man
Respect is all
We ask for
We too enjoy a part
In all life springing
From this,
Our God’s living soil
Angel
Living Electricity,
Are you made only
of
Energy and light?
If I stretched out a hand
Would the energy of you
Burn my flesh
if I dared
the impossible
Joining, touching the Spirit of the Living God?
Expression of His Glory,
Were you made
Just because He could not
Stop His living breath,
The Life within himself
From creating you?
If He is absolute and a perfect
Love
And if Love is about giving
To someone else, not in taking
More loving, powerful
Does He become
In creating even more
someones
To love?
Love produces only more
Love
It cannot stop itself,
Cannot go against its own nature.
We all, angel and human
move and breathe
within
This expression of Himself
His self-giving Love.
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.
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