A Fallen Feather

A click, a caw Squirrel nails sound like claws Clinging to bark Their home base in the dark Birds, many Stir, darting plenty Flurry of wings Sing their freedom melody Sky opens its arms Welcoming all Then … the feather Lightly wafting Tenderly sailing Edges unfussed Its owner undressed Missing a thread Of the coat … Continue reading A Fallen Feather

His Rain

In our minds we take offense To nature's very defense The drink of life Rain-sheets Sprinkles meet Every flower and weed Incredibly thirsty in their journey We hide, take cover Wonder when again His sun will hover Drying the dampness We deem trouble Have you ever walked in the rain? Been privy to the awakening? … Continue reading His Rain

A Moth’s Final Rest

Moths have it right Perpetual movement to bright Retreating, hiding Only to spring forth In their fervent quest to abandon the night A final surrender to His intoxicating light ~~~~ But if we walk in the light, as He is in the light, we have fellowship with one another, and the blood of Jesus, His … Continue reading A Moth’s Final Rest