My garden’s a place where
I take in the fresh air,
Follow the butterfly
With silent, watchful eye,
Note with small levity
Each flower’s brevity,
Listen to birds singing,
Watch them in sky winging
Playfully tree to tree—
God cares for them and me.
Matthew 10:29,31 Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? and one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father. Fear ye not therefore, ye are of more value than many sparrows.
O Lord, I want to love You more,
Keep Your law,
Stand in awe.
The sin I love, make me abhor;
Cleanse my heart,
Your promises bring into view;
Help me see
You love me
Until my vision’s filled with You.
At times the path I’m called to follow seems
A lonely way,
For God would have me lay aside my dreams
And bid them stay.
Though His demand seems hard, I will not fret;
I will obey.
For though I do not know the answer yet,
I know that trusting Him yields no regret;
And He provides refreshing desert streams
To those submissive souls whom He esteems.
Give thanks to God,
All ye His saints!
This is my first time ever participating in the Five-Minute Friday challenge. I’ll have to say the hardest thing about it was not going back to revise. I’m a poet, so I wrote a poem. It has not been revised, and I’ll be the first to tell you it needs it! But that would defeat the purpose of this little exercise, now wouldn’t it? Not only does it need revision, but it went in the polar opposite direction from where I thought I was leading it. Like a great big dog being walked by a very little girl. You go where the dog wants to go when the dog is bigger than you. And evidently this poem is bigger than me. 🙂
So, introduction is done. Now it’s time to TRY.
Is it hard to understand?
Try a little harder.
Do you think you’ve given all?
Give a little more.
Have you run your very farthest?
Run a little farther.
Have you lost at every gateway?
Open one more door.
The next door, the next stretch,
The next half-an-ounce of effort
Might be just the thing you need
So to finish and succeed.
But you’ll never know until you try.
While hiking on a lonely trail,
My goal: another mount to scale,
And feeling rather wearisome,
I pause in sweet delirium
Upon a bridge where blows a gale.
Poetry = pictures painted with palabras*
Hats off to all who have participated in the Poetry Six-Word Challenge so far. Keep them coming!
Here are all the lovely Poetry Equations that have been created and shared to date. Each one is a gem. Please enjoy these and also check out the other poems and articles written by each of these contributors.
Poetry = eye of my hurricane
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