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Ode to Serendipity…

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Serendipity,
I miss my sweet little love.
Fourteen years, too short…

©E.D. Allee

Lost her back in 2010. Still a painful ache in my heart. Always loved this pic I took of her in her healthy days. Her amazing eyes, and beautiful calming spirit was with me through the hardest times of my life. Wanted to share.

 

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Ode To The Rotund Moon

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Geometrical perfection.
Illuminated night gem.
Cyclically shifting stages,
Holding the tide in submission.

Encouraging the dreamers’ visions.
Inspiring the introspective poet.
Directing eyes to the heavens.
Provoking exploration’s focus.

Illuminating paths abandoned by the day.
Bearer of crystals upon outstretched seas.
Sunrise amidst starlit skies.
Subject to God’s nocturnal biddings.

Reflection upon mirrored lakes.
Casting shadows once unknown.
Spreading its enchanting blue hue.
Leading the lost back home…

©E.D. Allee
January, 2014

Picture:http://www.deviantart.com/art/Moon-reflection-14131985

 

I see God…

In a sunset, fiery red and orange,

Or the perfection of a child newly born.

In the colorful array of a peacocks’ plumes,

Or the simplistic beauty of wild daisies in bloom.

In the delicate dance of the butterfly,

Or the majestic eagle ascending a deep cobalt sky.

I see God…

 

In the laughter-induced smiles of children at play,

Or the fresh smell of newly fallen rain.

In a rose’s velvet touch and perfumed scent,

Or the compassion and kindness of a loving friend.

In the cool flowing waters that tail winters’ frost,

Or the gift of hope when once all was lost.

I see God…

 

In the autumn leaves blanketing the hillsides,

Or the tearful hellos after long good-byes.

In the serendipitous moment of epiphany,

Or loves’ role in the quickening heartbeat.

In the cool breeze upon a contemplative face,

Or the expansive glory of outer space.

I see God…

 

In a rainbow’s appearance after a storm,

Or strength gained from trials overcome.

In the melodic hymns sung by the birds,

Or the gathering together of gifted words.

In the mountain silhouettes accompanying dawn or setting sun,

Or the flowering cactus among the dry beige and barren.

I see God…

 

I could fill endless pages with the beauty that is He,

Amidst antagonistic scribed evidence of dark negativity.

Pain and fear are played like anthems in this world,

The lines of good and evil get blurred.

Accepting the blindfolds offered by darkness,

Keeps us from the amazing; joy and renewal are missed.

If we seek, on purpose, the inspiring wonder,

Evidence of God’s goodness will be discovered.

 

©E.D. Allee

January, 2014

 

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