Scampering off toward life’s forest
wily fox in hot pursuit
I, more than casual onlooker
as your steps affect lasting fate
*
innocence may be your destruction
nibbling away at fresh grass
darkness lurks in the shadows
you look aware much too late
*
what I watch from the screen door
hopes of holding back the rain
unheeded are warning’s whispers
lesson’s lost beyond garden’s gate
What lurks beyond the garden gate???
The waves crest
over a bleeding heart
ebbing the sorrow away
*
Pain resides
where the salt bites and scours
facing a healing day
*
wet lashing fitful wind
reminds me
I am here to stay
*
In storm ridden life
we struggle
with this sand pocked fray
*
feet
called to trudge forward
always ahead always a way
*
look
far yet close
beams from the sun’s warming rays
Learning to live by the indwelling life of Christ.
Gud skaper noko nytt ved sitt Ord og sin Ande, vi kan ta imot det i tru og få oppleve at han gjer sitt verk med oss. Hans skaparkraft verkar konstuktivt i våre liv og skaper noko som er verdifullt for oss. Naturkreftene verkar nedebrytande, i fylgje entropilova, men Gud er Ånd og det som er født av hans Ande består. Jesu frelsesverk er fullbrakt og fullkome. Han er den siste Adam, som er ifrå himmelen og som for oss har vorte ei livgjevande ånd. Han gjev oss den Heilage Ande frå himmelen av berre nåde. Han gjev oss det evige livet.
Looking ahead, without looking back (too often)
Thanks for following a cowgirl on her crazy life journey.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. - Edgar Allan Poe
Hoping to make the world more beautiful
Books by author Diana Coombes
With previous posting of "Our World" on Blogger
my humanity in written form
Experiments in Creative Writing, and more ....
Poetry by Mich
FOR READERS AND ASPIRING WRITERS
Everyday musings ....Life as I see it.......my space, my reflections and thoughts !!
From Board Books to Clean YA
Cherishing the Past while Celebrating the Present
FROM ONE PARENT TO ANOTHER
Living life with dissociative identity disorder and complex ptsd
penned in moon dust 