Photo 365 Challenge: Day 21

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A frost-covered branch of a tree.

Frosty Fir

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Waiting for Old Winter

The voices of the breeze,
Whisper its threats;
The trees speak back,
With creakings and cracks.

Old Winter comes slowly,
At a crawl it seems;
I wait for him patiently,
He and his family.

Frost is here already,
Snow is with Winter;
Rain hasn’t left yet,
And Cold is getting bitter.

The trees and breeze,
Discuss Old Winter;
They wait for him patiently,
Hoping he’ll come quicker.

(Yes. If you’re wondering if I’m ready for winter, the answer is, yes.)

Leaves of a Golden Pathway

Leaves of Gold

On a walk through sunny shade,
The wind whispers gently through the trees;
The path before, like lemonade,
Yellow, golden, fallen autumn leaves.

Even in these quiet times;
There are changes so uncertain;
Yet God still gives us sunshine.
The clouds of doubt are now broken.

Once the leaves from trees have all fallen,
To the floor of the forest so far;
Once they darken, and their gold is stolen,
How barren the birch trees now are.

The leaves will grow back after a season,
Even though the trees appear dead.
Just so, every scar, bruise, and grievance,
Will heal after time trods ahead.

Take heart, have faith, seek Christ right now;
Though now may seem so sorrowful.
Time will tell what, when, and how;
The spring will bring something wonderful.

And so I find comfort, on a walk,
Through the shadows of today;
I thank God, for the lessons I’m taught;
As I walk on a golden pathway.

A Golden Pathway Through the Forest

A Golden Pathway Through the Forest

Speed of Change

Sunlight shone on the path as we started, The warmth on our backs and the trail before us.

Sunlight shone on the path as we started,
The warmth on our backs and the trail before us.

Long was our quest, and far was our goal, To make it all the way, we must be bold.

Long was our quest, and far was our goal,
To make it all the way, we must be bold.

The road changed quickly, much faster than we thought; We were not expecting to be climbing over rocks!

The road changed quickly, much faster than we thought;
We were not expecting to be climbing over rocks!

Some of us fell, out of thirst and hunger, Others kept going, prodding us onward.

Some of us fell, out of thirst and hunger,
Others kept going, prodding us onward.

As we went ever upward, into the valley, Heaven's floodgates opened up, but we hardly did tary. We quickened our pace, to reach the high top, But alas, for the rain made it all naught. Overlooking this valley, I see the mysteries, of life and love, how they can appear so quickly. Like the rain that came quickly, from nowhere it seemed, So love, life and laughter, all come without warning. Prepare for the rain, by packing rain gear, prepare for your life, by seeking God here. Prepare for a laugh, have a net handy, and prepare for love, which borders insanity.

As we went ever upward, into the valley,
Heaven’s floodgates opened up, but we hardly did tary.
We quickened our pace, to reach the high top,
But alas, for the rain made it all naught.
Overlooking this valley, I see the mysteries,
Of life and love, how they can appear so quickly.
Like the rain that came quickly, from nowhere it seemed,
So love, life and laughter, all come without warning.
Prepare for the rain, by packing rain gear,
Prepare for your life, by seeking God here;
Prepare for a laugh, have a net handy,
And prepare for love, which borders insanity.

Now we are here, in this life so sunny and warm, All friends, all family, all quite adventuresome.

Now we are here, in this life so sunny and warm,
All friends, all family, all quite adventuresome.

Summer Green

Summer Green

As we reach Midsummer’s Eve,
I stop and see, all the green;
leaves, grass, moss and trees,
in sunshine’s bright and brilliant beams.
Twilight comes and passes fast,
The moon still hides in Hatcher Pass;
I wait in the land of the Midnight Sun,
Wait for tomorrow to finally come.
Adventure awaits each day of mine,
Some slow, some fast, and some just right;
I enjoy the day, the sun so bright,
I thank the Lord for His sacrifice.
Like the leaf that lives in seasons but once,
So Christ gave salvation to all of us;
Though dead on a twig he fell to the earth,
Springtime brought resurrection, new birth!
So I look at this leaf that grows,
And wonder at what God has done;
This green creation He did sew alone,
The branch it stays home until autumn.
When it leaves the twig, it mourns so sound,
Joins it’s brothers on the ground;
It will return when the season comes,
When it does, it will sing a brand new song!
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My friend so green, with eyes of a leaf,
Looks to find, a sweet relief.
God blows the wind, wherever He will,
Follow the wind, follow His will…