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!
Unstoppable
Uncontainable, unstoppable
You will raise the dead
Re-create, remake
Reinspire our dulled
Universe
Even the leaves, the grass
Will praise your name
All creation will shout
For joy
As we watch the work
Of Your Hands
For you are coming
To return
Everything to its
Original
Being
A new body for us
A new world for
You to rule
All creatures, creation
Will return to
Its beginning purpose
Of rejoicing,
Basking in the
Beauty You have always
Wished to share with us,
Yourself!!
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!
In life’s dark moments
God’s glory shines the brightest
Destroying all fear!
Fire-Breather
(not a circus act)
Fire-breathers of old
Breathing flames into the air
From between the lips a fuel’s mist
Daring a miraculous feat to share
With an audience
Waiting, holding its own breath
As they watch these brave performers
Be willing to risk their very death
To entertain.
But there is a real
Fire-breather
Needing nothing but Himself
His Own power
To drench us within
The shower
Of His love and glory
Fire from on high
A God who reaches
Down
To envelop us
From beyond the skies
To live Within His fiery
Glorious
Life
All of heaven calls his Name
From Generation to
Generation
He is the same
Always wanting to share
His Holy Fire
Reaching down from
Heaven’s spires
To live, burn within us
His Holy children!
So, catch the flame
Pronounce His Name
From between your lips
Allow the fuel,
God’s Spirit
Your allegiance, very breath
to claim.
Man
Selfish man,
You take your stand
On a land
You do not possess
You do not own
Even one groan
Of this earth, sea or sky
Not a single one of its sighs
Everything, us all
Belongs to someone else
This is our greatest test
To understand,
Be led into eternity
To recognize our smallness
Cupped within the power of
God’s hands
The only place we can stand
Within His Will for us
To know you better
Be forever unfettered
from my ignorance
& physicality
To get to know you
One on one
This is why your Son
Was sent & bore His scars
Bringing us home
No more to roam
In the darkness between the stars
Samual’s father leaned over and picked up a piece of paper off his desktop. “I see you’re still writing that poetry stuff. What does this one say?”
“Dad, leave it. I know you thought it was a waste of my time so—”
“Son, just because I didn’t understand your need doesn’t mean it was not important.” His dad stopped and started reading out loud.
Quiet Whispers
In the stillness of the night
Your quiet whispers roar,
In my heart the sorrows break
Then fall softly to the floor.
Each pristine shining needle
Feather floats to a dusty earth
Leaving room at last within
For pure joy and your immeasurable worth.
The bright glory of your face
Outshines all suns by far
blowing, your living breath crosses
desert skies to light each and every star.
Cleansing, blowing, refreshing
Reaching across an unending universe
Moving down from highest heaven
destroying forever
man’s darkest, ancient curse.
“This is pretty good. You need to keep this up.”
Samual could not help but smile. “Only pretty good? Dad, you didn’t insist on coming to see me to read my poetry. So, what gives?”
Different
(Choice)
Each has that need
Babies come into
The world with it
For Love
So we try to fit
In
Another smile to win
From
Someone else
True we were made
To be together
Be each other’s sister
Or brother
No one wants to stand
Alone
But unaware
We follow sometimes
The wrong direction
Follow behind that
Very long, wrong line
Yet a voice
From deep within
Speaks, calls, to follow
Another
To follow Him
Christ will not lead
You astray
He leads toward
Life, the light
Never the wrong way
So stand out
Be different
Follow the right voice
You cannot avoid it
For simply in not choosing
You have made your choice
Holy Santa?
Warm, fuzzy & cuddly
Nothing wrong with that
Except
Depends upon who you’re
Talking about
Older man in a bright red suit
Well-endowed middle
And a long white beard
You know of whom I speak
Without having to take one peek
Gift giver
Jingle bells
I don’t have to tell
Except I will,
Santa
Jolly and fun
Face beaming like
The sun
Man’s perfect idea
For a god
Except Santa
Is not real
I hate to burst your bubble
But I feel
You already know!
Only God is God
Good giver of gifts
But He wants to lift
Your life higher
Wants more for you
Than material wealth
Or to give only toys
Desires for man
A truer, higher joy
Purer, less selfish life
Fashioned along the lines
Of His Own Mind
Pertinent to any time
You may live within
So, God is
Warm, fuzzy & cuddly
All of that
But
Let’s not fashion Him
From a legend or fable
HE SAYS He is able
Powerful, capable
Of so much more!
