The Sun Broke Through by me, with apologies to the real poets out there
The sun broke through, we must find a trail,
Explore the woods, the creatures, the mountains.
Creator God, how do You know
Just when I need those glimmering rays of hope?
How does the crack of a branch under my foot,
The white tail of the deer flitting out of sight behind the Juniper,
The rock, dancing in the shadows, up to the blue, blue sky,
How does this beauty of the house of God
Bring back to my soul the virtue and serenity
My impoverished spirit is desperate for?
Now I flicker, now I leap, now I know, as best I can know.
photo: our property (can you see the jackrabbit in the center?)
I think that it is a beautiful poem…our God is beautiful beyond description and all He creates is beautiful. Love it!
Jen February 16th, 2008 at 2:00 pm
Sarah, thanks so much. Our words, however poetic and heartfelt, can never compare to the expanse of His beauty. But, as I ended the poem, it’s “as best I can know.”
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Well, I’m a poet, and I think that is lovely! It’s a modern-day psalm that beautifully expresses the joy of creation!
smallworld, you are too kind! Thank you for the word of encouragement. I like the “modern-day psalm” title…
I think that it is a beautiful poem…our God is beautiful beyond description and all He creates is beautiful. Love it!
Sarah, thanks so much. Our words, however poetic and heartfelt, can never compare to the expanse of His beauty. But, as I ended the poem, it’s “as best I can know.”
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