Posts by Sandy
Evening Meditation
Birds sing their praise in the growing dusk.
The smell of spring,
Cool, green and full of promise,
Surrounds the ending of another day in a loving embrace.
The fading sun illumines the colors of the leaves
Just once more before day’s end.
The master painter is at His easel,
Blending the infinite blues in His palette
To display as many as possible,
Before the world slips into darkness again.
Surrounded by so great a host of creations,
What is man, truly?
Distraction
I Shall Remember
I feel I’ve been made privy to a secret. Summer is ending and today just might be its last hurrah. There is a hush outside. It’s as if all of nature wants to linger in the ease, the joy, the glory of one more summer day as much as I do.
Read MorePerseverance
Sounds of Summer
Overwhelm
Parking Lot Ponderings
I pulled my van into a favorite spot; the parking lot of a nearby church. I come here often to read or write or just to get out of the house.
Read MoreResignation
Sweet Repose
If each day’s ending could be like this
I’d stay outside forever, Lord.
To feel the air against my skin,
Sublimely perfect in its warmth.
To watch the floating dandelion orb
Bounce carefree across the grass.
