Knee Deep

Knee Deep

There you are
Knee deep in those waters
Where most sense danger
And then run & scatter
Yet you have wandered outward
Seemingly without a care

All around you life’s flows never cease
But do not be so foolish
As to let all your follies increase
Beware those seemingly
Placid waters for now
Do not upward rise quickly
& underneath them drag you down

God still cries, holds out arms
To bring you home
Back onto a safer ground
Wishes for you to cease to roam
No longer within his voice’s sound
Or out of his love’s caresses

Leave those roaring depths of satan’s dangers
All those lurid temptations hold nothing
but the cunning voice of a stranger
Yield to Christ’s love flowing freely 
In His bright blood on a cross 
Step out of those cold dark powers 
That carry only the pain of sin’s deepest loss

Twisted Beauty

Twisted Beauty

Long and lithe
Luxurious
In your sensuality
Yet some would only see
A twisted beauty

Gnarled, darkened in spots
Your limbs still dance at
Water’s edge
Yet still of a life to tell
Do you quietly beg 
Even though not nearly as bright 
as those rainbow’s lights 
Cascading upon a watery top

Once you were the same
As any other
Green, alive, strong
For those days perchance
do you still reminisce & long?
But I say with all sincerity
I find your beauty refreshing
Entrancing

It reminds us that life is life
No matter its age
Or regardless of the stage
Within which it is found
God’s love & care perhaps
May yet best be seen or found
Enwrapped around those
Who all their long life
Have best fulfilled the purposes
of His grace, beauty & His light!

Fall’s Gilded Girls

KODAK Digital Still Camera
KODAK Digital Still Camera
KODAK Digital Still Camera

In between the hospital stay and now my husband’s rehab clinic stay, I found a few minutes to take photos and write another poem. I hope you enjoy these and have a very blessed day. Praise God!

Fall’s Gilded Girls

Fall’s gilded girls
All in a row
Why would one ever think
In you resides no soul?
Your curly locks
Bright splashes of color
Adorn your heads
As upon no others

Some look at you and
See merely trees
But from only one glance
I believe is seen
The Spirit, the Soul,
If you please,
Of the one who designed
Your bright glistens & gleams

With a powerful hand and 
With the greatest of glee
Your bright glories were created 
By our God for all to see 
And to know that they are truly loved
From His all-joyful Heaven up above
So for our pure pleasure it can be found
To be placed upon your yellowed brow 
The brightest of creation’s most golden of crowns

For Prayers & a Poem

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My sweetest, little husband of 48 years has just been diagnosed with metastatic prostate cancer. He is very sick and in the hospital. He has had multiple strokes and heart rhythm problems, is very sick and weak. I do not know if he will make it or not. I would just appreciate any prayers for his healing or a peaceful passing for him from this world. He is one of the sweetest, kindest people I have ever known and at times has been so good to me. Praise God! Below is a poem I dedicate to him.

OUTSIDE
(to my husband)

Outside of
Our sense of reality
Of what we only see
With eyes
Allowed to touch
Only with fingers, hands
Existing within the 
Limited plans of man

Is another place, world
Kingdom
Of an Almighty
& Holy Son
Another dimension
Of glory, His Holy light
Empowered by His Grace
and loving might

Outside this universe of
Rocks & stones
Planets swirling
Gases twirling
Suns burning
Full of all our yearnings
Lives a gloriously beautiful
Creator King

Of whom with full voices
The angels sing
All of our heartbeats together
Could not equal the 
Eternal joys & pleasures
Of His forever lights & glories
Reflected in all of the ancient’s
Wisest stories

So let go of your desires
Fueled by hell’s hottest fires
For only physical things
You see now
Enter that higher level of
Heaven’s, Infinity’s brightest lights
Of Angels’ wings & breath
So you also may tell of
A place of only life
Forever with no more death!

The Lost & Found

Lost & Found

Once there was a TV show
With the title of
Lost
It was only make-believe, fantasy
But 
Sadly today it is for many
Their reality

Just look around
In every, village home & town
They are everywhere
It does not take a very
Long or difficult stare
To find them

For them God’s heart aches
You might say it even breaks
So if we are to do, fulfill
His most passionate 
& good,& holy will
To them we must go

He does not want them
To live as in that show
Always lost and seeking
God desires greatly to be Found
To put everyone back standing
Upright on His Most Holy Ground

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