Fire
Climbing these marble steps
Approaching your throne
Is like coming to the edge
Of a deadly, roaring fire
Yet, like the moth
Myself I cannot stop
Ecstasy, bliss to be consumed
Within your fire!
The energy your put forth
It has eternal worth
Heaven’s very light
Shining rich & bright
Your Fire!
Too close & I will die
But again, I long, I sigh
To live within its flames!
Eze 1:27: from his waist up he looked like glowing metal as if full of fire and that from there down he looked like fire;. . brilliant light surrounded him.
The Alphaand the Omega
The Alpha
&
The Omega
The beginning
And the end
To my ears
It does lend
A beautiful sound,
A Melody
It sang among
The stars
Tinkled around
The sun’s face
Following the
Road of grace
It raced
Upward, higher
Climbing the Stairway
To Paradise,
that Ecstasy, Bliss
it is to receive from
His lips
one word, one kiss
of His Perfection
So it was
Before all space
And time began
As we relate it
Before any
Water, air or land
Out of three great hearts
Was formed a
Great and mighty plan
Falling from the hands
Of three,
Father, Son, Spirit
To create another
With whom to share
The love, peace
Kindness goodness
Flowing around
Their joy-filled dance
So, with only
One single glance
They fulfilled the plan
And created their man
To live below
On a shining green world
Within the sun’s glow
And their eyes’ love
Joining in the wonder
Of their existence
It is the same today
As from our first day
On this our home,
A shining ball,
Always there was
A beginning and
There will be an end
To what is now seen
We will return to
The original plan,
Our purpose,
And live in glory
Within their eyes’ gleam
Revelation 21:6-8 He said to me: It is done. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End. To the thirsty I will give water without cost from the spring of the water of life. Those who are victorious will inherit all this, and I will be their God and they will be my children. But the cowardly, the unbelieving, the vile, the murderers, the sexually immoral, those who practice magic arts, the idolaters and all liars — they will be consigned to the fiery lake of burning sulfur. This is the second death.
Not Even in A Blender
Blades whir,
Solids dissolve
Large chunks puree
Into a goo
Blenders good
For many things
In our kitchens
They do bring
From many foods
Convergence into one
Unfortunately, in life
Things are not always so
Some things cannot,
Should not mix
For the welfare of our souls
The dark and the light
Will never mix
Nothing that a blender
was ever meant to fix
Never meant to be
As oil is to water
Separate from the
Beginning
God’s light will
Not ever allow
satan’s dark to stop
His shining!
So do not fear
Shed not too many tears
There is the one that
Took our place
Opened Heaven’s
Pearly gates
Christ paved the way
Saved all our days
From the whirling,
swirling blades,
that chaos of the darkness.
Orange Tresses
Orange tresses in the air
I cannot help but
Stop and stare
God’s pure glory on
Display
Lightens my load
And brightens my day!
I couldn’t help but take this photo of our neighbor’s beautiful maple tree. We still have a few trees full of colored leaves. Praise God for the beauty He creates!
Inspiration
Mad scribblings that
Light up the night
Darkness surrounds
The moving glow of
My fingers
Where you Spirit
Stops to linger
Over my empty page
Oh, wisest, dearest sage
Come once again
Pause precious friend
On your busy ways
And do not shun
To leave again
Your priceless Inspiration!
SoulSails 