An Interlude

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Such an amazing, beautiful thing that is often overlooked.

Breaking up the Weekly What routine with a poem:

Strolling briskly,
I pass some grass,
Shining brightly,
Covered in frost.

Though my fingers
I cannot feel,
The sight strikes me
As quite surreal.

Onto my chest,
I lay down flat
To see, up close,
The grass’s mask.

For a moment,
I am stunned
By the beauty
Of creation.

As I must leave,
Reluctantly,
I thank the Lord
For all I see.

I pause a bit,
Slowly thinking,
And then rephrase
What I was praying:

I thank the Lord
For all I see,
But also for
What is unseen:

The frosty air
Would dare blind me!
The wind would blur,
fog engulf me.

My Savior came
And died for me,
He is the Christ:
My King, unseen.

I walk inside,
Shake off the chill,
As I wonder
And ponder still.

One cannot help
But see beauty
In creation…
Give God all glory.

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Grass of Autumn

A gentle frost melts in the sunlight.

A gentle frost melts in the sunlight.

I awoke in a sweat,
Though bitterly cold;
Darkness, like death,
Had swallowed me whole.

Encased in my tears,
I felt unkown fear;
Endless was the night,
‘Til morning did appear.

The sun shown bright,
On the horror, frost;
I turned to the light,
And all my fears, I lost.

My eyes did dare open,
To see my surroundings;
Brothers who were broken,
I found overwhelming!

Some still sprawled flat,
In fear they did stay;
I helped my friends up,
To see the light of day.

Together, my brothers,
My sisters, and I;
We stand with each other,
‘Til the day that we die.

We are faithful, a unit,
A bond that won’t break;
For our own, faithful Son,
Shines down every day.

The strength, the warmth,
The comfort He brings,
Won’t, from us, be torn.
His praise do we sing!

Winter draws nearer,
Under weight we will lay;
But we will not fear,
Having faith every day.

Ah! Blade of grass,
How great is your lesson!
Your roots are steadfast,
Your faith need not mention!

May my life mirror yours,
In trust and great hope.
May those truths be reinforced,
And my life, help others float.

Raining Sunshine

Sometimes, sadness and happiness come at the same time, like when it's sunny and raining!

Sometimes, sadness and happiness come at the same time, like when it’s sunny and raining!

Drops fall down, down from above;
Each shines bright, as bright as the sun.
Even in sadness, sadness with tears;
Joy can be found, found without fear.

Droplets of dew, dew on the grass;
Each, a tiny lens, a lens made of glass.
Our eyes cannot see, see every blessing,
We see only us, and besides us, nothing.

Sunlight hits each, each a small star,
Illumined to brilliance, brightness seen afar.
Christ gives us light, and sight to see;
He is the source, the source of eternity.

So let the sun show, show its bright light;
To the lost world, a world without light.
We are the drops, the drops of sunshine;
To light up the world, the world for Christ.

Barefoot Solid

Barefoot Solid

I jump, I hop, I skip around,
To songs, so lively a sound!
My feet, my hands, I turn them around,
Until I’m flat on the ground!

I’ll grab your hand, and dance with you;
No matter the time, no matter how soon!
We’ll laugh and sing a glorious tune,
Together, barefoot, no shoes!

Dance with me, this crazy jig,
Circles, swings, and moves so big!
As you start, as you begin,
Watch out for wild thingumajigs!

I thank the Lord for feet so free,
That I can run, that I can sing!
He gave me my voice, my breath, my feet,
Barefoot, obliged, rejoicing!

Every day is dance or song,
By God’s grace, we’ll carry on!
Sun, rain, wind and storm,
He is the source of my song!

So join me now in dance and song,
We’ll carry on ’til the day is gone!
Off to bed we slip at night…
Barefoot again by the morn’s first light!