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A Quiet Journey

The soft wind brushed against my cheeks

while the sun wrapped my arms in a

blanket of warmth.

As I meandered near a cluster of pine

and deciduous trees;

I imagined walking along the

shoreline of the ocean and seeing

the rolling waves rise and tumble with

a reverberating thunderous roar.

Witnessing the water pile up and swirl

with a majestic life of its own;

I could watch and be

mesmerized by it all day long.

But no, here I am in a quiet,

tranquil place strolling along

a lonely road where in the eve

of the autumnal season

wildflowers have started

to wither and go to seed.

There is a hint of scattered,

turning leaves even though

it is summer, still.

I continued my journey

going around a bend traveling

up and down an occasional hill.

As I pass by the placid forest

I can hear the chirping of the

crickets’ unseen chorus.

Tis really an aimless venture

with no purpose but to think and

ponder. But finally, as I

strolled while getting lost

in the labyrinth of my own

contemplation,

I decided just to enjoy this

journey with a thankful heart

and a mind intent on

capturing the peacefulness

of this day as it leads into

the twilight of a gentle

and solemn conclusion.

Finally, the sun is dipping

Downward ever so softly

on the horizon;

casting a gentle pink glow

across fields and meadow.

This quiet day, indeed,

has come to a soft and gentle end.

Somewhere in this Day

Somewhere in this day is an unhurried

moment in which to sit beneath God’s

unwavering gaze;

and be showered by his love with

droplets of his mercy and never-ending

grace.

Somewhere in this day, God sits

patently and waits for me to

draw closer to his gracious throne;

where I can sit in quiet fellowship

with him alone in a restful, silent place.

Somewhere in this day as I

meander and journey along,

I will hear him in the quiet birdsong

underneath the wintry sunshine’s

glowing display.

I then realize he is gently reminding me

that he is much nearer than I think.

And he will reveal himself again

somewhere in this day.

 

Becky’s Sonnet: Waiting for the Sun

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I awoke early one dark morn

And waited for the sun to dawn.

I lay in bed a bit forlorn

Yet anxious to see the gloriously rising sun.

Darkness wrapped around me like a knitted shroud

As I rested as quietly as could be.

But lo! Only gray billowing clouds

Through the slatted window I could see.

Yet still a dim light did appear

Ushering the darkness away;

No more murky shadows to fear

As deep night transformed to day.

Therefore, with a lifted heart graced by hope

I began a new day’s journey upon life’s emerging slope.

 

LOOKING FORWARD

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Long everlasting hope;

Overlooking daunting obstacles.

Open heart and open mind;

Keeping and clinging to my faith inside.

Intent to view the glorious sun;

Never minding the clouds and rain.

Giving and sharing in hope with others;

Future we see and journey together.

Overcoming pain, rejection, and despair;

Remembering Jesus is always there.

Watching and waiting;

Anticipation elating.

Riding and traversing this bumpy road of trials and strife;

Destination Heaven and eternal life.

Becky’s Haiku: Time Journey

At the Pier

As time journeys through

Each year, I grow in lasting

Hope instead of fear.

I have just attempted another haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes blog using the words “time” and “grow”. I am enjoying the challenge of creating such short poems with Ronovan’s chosen words.  If you like challenges and haiku’s then I invite you to also accept his latest challenge at this link: https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/category/haiku-prompt-challenge/

Message of the Silent Sun

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Shimmering over the glistening water

Is the glowing distant sunset

Casting down a glimmering reflection

Of vivid yellow and gold.

Sitting above the shadowy tree line

 Appearing suspended as it hovers

While mirroring a watery reflection below.

Oh how since creation of this universe that brilliant orb

Has kept its assigned place through the centuries,

Decades and years; months, days, and hours.

The ancient star today remains in silent yet illuminating continuation.

As if prodding me to also persevere and endeavor

In this journey of life in quiet peace and hopeful celebration.