Spring’s Rites

 

Spring’s Rites

Rites of Spring
Ancient as time
Watching Her fling
Her flowers
As she climbs

Higher, Higher
Becoming stronger
As She ascends
Promising the Sun
He may run longer

Across the sky
Holding night at bay
Within his fiery grip
Lengthening each &
every day.

We rejoice
She has returned
Winter had brought
Cold’s drought
We felt as lovers spurned

From her warm embrace
Denied the beauty of
Her face
We now feel entitled,
Must we really battle?

Over these Rights of Spring
Are we forced to stand
Toe to toe
Cajole, implore, as if
With her we are now foes?

No, we had rather
Love
Receive freely the Rights we feel
Are our due
Release our peaceful doves

As Spring returns
our Happy Rights
To enjoy the sun,
Laugh in his warm embrace
lying aground within the sight

of multitudes, gatherings
of happy flower faces
brought forth amid
Spring’s joyful warmth
Nature’s once again reminder
of God’s great & gentle graces.

I couldn’t help taking a few pictures from around town of the first signs of spring. The moss is turning greener, plants are now floating on the water in our wetlands and the animals have started daring to stick their heads out. Even the birds, a few ducks and Canadian geese, have started returning. I always love this time of year. It’s almost like feeling a return of life after the cold of winter. Have a blessed day. Praise God!!

Wintry Trees

 

Wintry Trees

Winter’s trees
Devoid, stripped of
All their leaves
Exposing for each to see
Their wooden figures
And bony knees

Clutching upwards
Toward grey skies
With lacy fingers
And limbs so high
Do they ever notice
One as small as I?

Long elegant limbs
And wispy strands
Of twiggy hair
No longer full or
Covered with youth’s
Greenery so fair

Still I find your
Beauty rare.
As you reach up
for cold, empty air
Tis strange, I know
To say I better love
Your forms now so
fully more exposed.

I too am like you.
In my winter of life
I also will lose my
Youthful glow
Reach upward for hope,
To find new life
in heaven’s peaceful
azure skies.

I think the trees in winter are almost as beautiful as they are in summer. You can see the actual shapes of them better. These photos were taken along our greenway system which runs along a river. Have a blessed day. Praise God!

 

Winter’s Lace

 

Winter’s Lace

Ice, glass crystals
Glued in place
Temporarily awaiting
The heat to loosen
Their hold

On long, loose limbs
Fingers reaching
Straining toward
The Divine infinity
Overhead

Covered in winter’s
White, bright lace
bitter to the touch
Yet its cold beauty warms
the soul.

Fire Goddess

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It was beautiful yesterday in my part of the world. The sky was a crystal clear blue with no clouds. The sun was out, and it was cool but not too cool. I could not resist a photo of one of the gorgeous trees. I hope God blesses your day. Praise God!!

Fire Goddess

Tentacles reach
With at first timid
Gestures toward space,
That crystal blue dome
Above the flames.

Fiery red, consuming
Summer’s older green
Pledging life
Although different
Yet just as good.

The goddess blows by
Whispering their names
Touching, brushing
With her burning hands
And brilliance, her spirit.

Consuming flames
Brilliant reds, golds,
Oranges
She touches, flings,
Breathes out her power

Over life, more colorful
Exuberant from her
Passing by.
Her gift of this last glory
Before the cold sleep

Returns to place a
Blanket of chilly rest
Upon the trees, ground
And airy sky.
Insisting on being remembered

She moves on, painting
Slinging bright colors
Unavoidably in plain view
Every warm hue
Possible from an earthly palette.

She will not be
Overlooked, extolling
her beauty without words
she sighs, simpers,
fully satisfied with this self

she is, will be.
We see, enjoy, grateful
For a last beautiful bliss
Before winter’s icy fingers
Destroy her unrelenting work.

We look up. Stay, stay
We beg. Tell us your
Name
Pleading we listen, hoping
To learn what to call

This creator of glorious color
Even if only temporary.
She stops in passing, hesitating
To reveal, at last relinquishes to
Whisper. . . . Autumn.

Eight Year Drought

Because of my cancer treatments, I had not taken a vacation trip in eight years. Finally this year, I traveled with my family(husband, daughter, son-in-law and two grandchildren) to the Smokey Mountains National Park. It was the first year since 2011 I have had the strength to travel anywhere. Also because of my little grandson’s autism, my daughter and son-in-law were unable to take him on any trips. Some places are friendly to handicapped children, but unfortunately most are not.

We stayed in a cabin so as not to disturb other people. My grandson has irregular sleep patterns and can make noise at night.

But Praise God, Praise God!! We had a wonderful time, and both children behaved much better than we expected. Baric, my grandson, seemed to enjoy the trip more than anyone. Autistic people can be fascinated by water and its movements so they took him to the Aquarium there. He loved it and enjoyed the mountain streams. They even let him dabble his toes in one.

I did not know even where to begin to look for a cabin to stay in and just took the first nice-looking one we could afford. It turned out to have a outstanding and beautiful view of the mountains and size-wise fit all of us.

God gave us a wonderful vacation, and all of us really needed it. Praise God, Praise God, Praise God!!! May He bless your life like He has blessed mine!  I came into life an orphan with nothing, and He has given me more than I could have thought possible. All He wants is your love and respect and of course, humble obedience. Have a blessed day!

Early Morning Breakfast!

 

 

Everybody was hungry this morning! Our greenway system which runs through the middle of a city was very, very busy this morning. I guess since the animals are so used to people by now, they have lost almost all their fear of humans. I was walking camera in hand when a full-grown female deer slowly walked out in full view onto the greenway making her way toward the river for water. I followed at a distance until she stopped to eat on the leaves of a bush. I kept on slowly and quietly until I must have been only 8 yards from her. She turned to look, and I started talking to her like I would my pet cat or dog. She stood there, perked up her ears and just listened for several minutes. It was amazing! She was so beautiful. Earlier I had a squirrel on the edge of the greenway who kept on eating as I practically had to step over him to move forward, and there must have been at least 25 to 30 mallard ducks in the river peacefully swimming and eating as all us two legged greenway users cruised past them. Seeing the animals up so close and personal makes the experience so much more pleasant and enjoyable.

Nature is beautiful, and it reminds me of Psalm 19 which starts off with:

1 The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.

2 Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they reveal knowledge.

3 They have no speech, they use no words; no sound is heard from them.

4 Yet their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the end of the world.

May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. Romans 15:13

Praise God!!

Saturday Vibes

 

I love to get out of the city into the countryside and into smaller towns(although the town I live in is not too big). My husband and I went to a smaller town and the state park nearby. We never had seen the dam and lake at this particular park. It was a beautiful day. Some of the heat and humidity had finally left.

It’s also amazing what you can find at antique malls in smaller towns from old school desks, children’s wagons to cement angels plus I could not resist some of the lovely old restored homes and peaceful small town churches. We got to eat lunch in a small Mom and Pop city café with the best fruit pie I had ever tasted. I recommend taking a journey to smaller town America if you get a chance. Some of these small towns remind us of the peace and liberty we fight for in this country. Get out and enjoy the beauty of God’s creation. Praise God!