Kingman Wash in Arizona. Iphone snap
Crystal jewel amid desert rigidity,
Exposed in willing transparency.
Deep tonal blue your reflective canopy,
Your icy December embrace still entices me.
My fingers playfully seek
Expectant through chilled caress,
I feel the settled stones,
You and time have smoothed diligently.
And respectfully I acknowledge,
You haven’t always known such serenity.
Rugged unpolished rocks,
Droughts and waters raging.
Yet I know and remember when trials oppress,
Serenity IS, and when absent, will again be…
January 1, 2015
Shallowly below the surface
Water gently swaying from movement
Liquid veil covers surrendered ears
Altering, yet not tainting the music
Piano keys stroked with care
Gentle runs, emphasis upon each note
Volume increasing, tempo slows
All heard as echoes under watery cloak
What you seek is there.
To meet you at “truly aware”.
You’re always looking to the world,
To quench your desire for peace.
From the noise and chatter,
Finding only temporary relief.
You already have all you need,
The fruit of The Spirit is ever present.
Joy, peace, and self control,
Until the world’s illusory solutions,
Are abandoned for the truth inside.
Your peace will remain surface-affixed,
Internal endowments offer a peace…infinitely multiplied.
Flickering glow, circular ceiling projection,
Light piercing the darkened room.
Soft flames filled with warmth,
Dancing with the music’s melodic tune.
Enhancing the moment,
Absorbing emotions to purify.
Negativity, and fear subjected to fire,
Pain burned to indemnify.
A trinity of light to anchor,
Honoring The Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.
Accompanying me in the moment I know,
True light and warmth, ever present…
Above the ominous slate,
Is a sky of blue.
A brilliant yellow sun,
The storm cannot subdue.
The atmosphere below,
Makes good on all it’s threats.
Thunder and lightning rage,
Traumatic winds cause distress.
The tempest’s fury eventually fades,
Calm and order begin to emerge.
From the brokenness and suffering,
We we’re required to endure.
The assaulting storms in life,
Which seek our defeat.
Are blanketed by calm and light,
By warmth and tranquility.
When daylight’s diminished by gray.
When nights’ darkness is shrouded in pitch,
The sun and the stars, the moon on high,
Piercing light they will emit.
Ever reminding us of God’s presence,
Amid our trials and pains.
Through gale, rain, or flood,
God’s love always remains…