children played
mothers watched
siblings pumped water
all was well with the world
it’s a new setting
no more fists flying
soccer balls in the air
new relationships
on the horizon
This land is filled with anger and frustration. What a great day when children of all ages play instead of fight. My eyes watered when a big boy reached his hand to help a younger boy who had tripped kicking the ball.
Whether poor or rich, tall or short
very young or oh so old
you child are part
of the greater whole
in this spinning world
rushing out of control
man would extinguish
the birds that sing
destruction is such a waste
still we await
the coming spring
we are connected
on each other lean
remember that this God above
the designer of hope
something great called Love
I am reminded of some sweet moments as a nurse and teacher with the friends I had made. An outsider could have considered us different: Our language and skin color was not the same but the radiance in our smiles was like an echo and our voices had a beautiful blend as we sang. Culture may mold us and hand us mores. But as my dear friend Hil would say, we are sisters all the same. As the watercolors of life streak and create a new color, “man” gets angry at the thought that a “oneness” could be the start of a new day.
As a chain gathers strength by being linked together, we as people gain support as we clasp hands and work together.
“I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit in you; I will remove from you your heart of stone and give you a heart of flesh.”
Ezekiel 36:26
“Therefore if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creature; the old things passed away; behold, new things have come.”
2 Corinthians 5:7
“He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death’ or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.”
… it flowed away from yesterday
journey’s path was set anew
what came between us
can’t be read in tomorrow’s news
let us leap toward a new day
one I see rising on the horizon
no need for a replay
let’s race to meet the sun
A new year is time for many things. Yes we can reflect on yesterday but there are new horizons to aim toward.
The Photo prompt for the DP Challenge at WordPress is NEW. Also linking to Nancy Merrill’s photography blog.
All New – Photography to enjoy!
Weekly Photo Challenge: New (daily post)
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Fresh
fallen the night before
crisp
footprints on distant shore
crystalline
capturing fallen light
colorful
red rose smiling bright
holding
hands clasped this day
speechless
love needed nothing to say
vowed
spoken to the skies
renewed
snowflakes in our eyes
free
petals fall in the breeze
laughter
whispers spoken to the trees
fallen
strong stood aged oak
memory
song where new life awoke
reaching
striving for the sun
hoping
new path on which to run
Newness a prompt from Poet’s United.
If I hand you my heart
will you hold it
caress and cherish
the beat
that pounds for you?
***
Will you hear
the sweet melody
that swirls
around my life?
***
Can you behold
transformation
once forlorn
scintillating in brilliance?
***
She beats for you
sings to you
shines around you
wants to be held
by YOU!
Look at me
I
once was whole
I had a purpose
I was together
Now life has taken a toll
broken
me
bit by bit
**
There’s beauty in the break
new direction
purpose too
Now I take
a different view
on life
it’s broken
A new
whole
Photo: “Broken Beauty” L. Moon
I Do
Amazing how
with words so few
life is made special
by love so new
A moment changes
everything
dreams of hope
hope of dreams
The words they said
will hold them through
The Loving Master
being the glue
A world of difference
two words make
this couple joined
no words can break
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)
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Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. - Edgar Allan Poe
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