well snowy spring morning i wonder did you know that through the window of my soul the snow is falling soft and still the birdsong silent ‘neath the chill and beauty hides in the silence and sadness hides in the unknown and hope hides in the fleeting faith that rises with each falling flake of snow did you know snowy spring morning there is something growing in the waiting flowers put their hoodies on and trees are standing at the ready oh snowy spring morning paint the ground and sparkle the air i’ll find the beauty while the birds remember their songs and beauty hides in the silence and sadness hides in the unknown and hope hides in the fleeting faith that rises with each falling flake of snow did you know snowy spring morning
i sang along
i heard some music today the rhythm section of a little girl skipping behind her mom a gentle touch from a medical sage as he sang - you’re going to be okay - the pale brown dried hydrangeas shivering or dancing to the melody of this damp winter wind i heard the horn section of one member of the bumper to bumper traffic play a long steady tone no doubt the driver was in the fermata lane and rules are rules even the gray sky somehow drew it’s bow across the horizon a deep ostinato boasting of its power to tame the light it’s all music to me a chaos of simplicity a pale beauty a human connection a reason to dance when there is no reason to be found so i sang along
the sun at matthiessen park
It’s not the cold or the snow that can be difficult in the winter. For me, it’s the lack of sunshine. We seem to have the following four seasons in this part of the Midwest: Cloudy, Spring, Summer and Fall. So, I was so grateful when the clouds took a break and allowed the sun to brighten a recent hike at Matthiessen Park. Hope the sun is shining where you are. Thanks for stopping by.
hey december where did you go did you take the mistletoe and what happened to the eyes all aglow light and trees christmas melodies how quiet it all seems well christmas is only 356 days away until then i’ll choose to stay in the silence of winter’s embrace i’ll welcome the stillness and ponder the grace that fills my heart in the quiet start of this new year i choose to hear the voice of my Father in heaven the grace of His presence the love of His Son hey december it was fun but living this life is a serious thing so i will sing of His light in me and remember i can take december and bring good cheer to family near and friends so far dear God thank you dear God thank you for memories of christmas melodies and for right now this day this moment for your presence thank you God
in the bleak mid-winter
What can I give Him, Poor as I am? — If I were a Shepherd I would bring a lamb; If I were a Wise Man I would do my part, — Yet what I can I give Him, — Give my heart. - Christina Georgina Rossetti To my WordPress family: Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! May this season of light and joy be filled with peace for you and yours. May your new year be seasoned with adventure, love and contentment.
light and storm
The current state of affairs in our wee little town. Happy Christmas everyone!
little frozen stars
snowflakes like little frozen stars are dancing around my backyard barren branches shiver beneath winter’s breath there is a kind of death that erases memories of fireflies and summer rain but is’t okay there are frozen stars dancing around my backyard this winter day cold and wind sweep the messy fall away cold stardust blankets the ground and delicately paints the trees and help me see that all this loss of green and flower is the rhythm of you and me for there is power in resting waiting dying to even beautiful things that may shackle our souls and find new life beneath the barren new love beneath the bitterness new warmth beneath the cold let’s dance like little frozen stars in my backyard and remember that what seems random when we feel abandoned when our hearts are unable to fathom the singing of the birds we wait in the in between and come to the Word He speaks into our stillness He speaks into our silence while little frozen stars dance in my backyard
november rose i wonder if you know that there is snow that the cold and chill and wind will still your crimson petals will fall and tumble your proud will will be humbled i wonder if you know that the season will bring death but in the midst of dark cold air and icy nights there right there new life and so we all must wait through the winters of our days we all must breathe the cold air surrender what we fear and let the clear icy skies revive restore and make us alive and help us remember that there is more that needs to die surrender in order to be alive once more alive
still as the tree
all the color will soon fall and the barren trees will sing cold and wind snow and ice will paint the boughs with chilled beauty as leaves are tossed and lost are the dried and cracked memories of hues and tones that proudly shouted i am here let's welcome winter when it enters our souls sometimes what we think is gold needs to fade be swept away in the wind of the Spirit may we bend and break let proud color and hues fall in surrender self must fade and give way to the dark long nights He will hold us tight through the cold and the questions and the monochrome feelings we must stand still as the tree and wait for life to start again in His time His way His truth His life will spring for we wait and in the waiting He is present we wait He is comfort He is love we wait in His love
what i saw at jones beach part 2
Another set of images from a long walk on a windy day at Jones Beach.
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