A New leaf #fall #hope

Golden arch way

color spectrum full

fall beckons

Fall is such a lovely time of the year. The air cools and we are beckoned to follow a path of golds and reds.

What does today’s path look like? Probably different than one year ago.

Though the path we are on today may seem to go in directions we wish it would not, we (those who believe in Christ) have the assurance that there is hope, fulness and glory at the end of Life’s path.

I cannot imagine what Heaven will look like though I try. Golden, always light, joy are some of the words that accompany the thoughts of heaven. I also imagine the lovely voices of children in this world.

“I saw the Lord sitting on the throne, high and lifted up, and the train of His robe filled the temple… The whole earth is full of His glory.” Isaiah 6:1-3

Though the Lord fills the entire space there will be room for us. How is that possible? I guess we will wait to see.

If you do not have that assurance as one who follows Christ do not be dismayed – Christ offers His loving forgiveness to all who will admit that they are a sinner and that Jesus is in fact the one who can wipe (atone) all sin away. Sound easy? it is. Seeking forgiveness means you must put yourself aside and follow the worthy one – Jesus.

Is He radiating hope into your life today? drink from the living water and never thirst again.

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Outdoors #atozchallenge #children

Our world is outdoors

path between blue skies and grey clouds

we chase the sun

The Path: Certainty / Uncertainty #devotion

The path is long

fraught with stumbles and turns

bruises and bumps

but from each step we learn

The way is unclear

the gravel beneath

cuts and convicts

throwing us on our knees

The trail always upward

I wipe my brow

knowing there’s a finish

I know the way for now

 

Do you take steps in life that you wish you could re-do? Do you find yourself in unfamiliar settings wondering how you got off course? Life is a journey of uncertainty but we have a master who holds the compass lovingly beckoning us to the next turn of our quest.

 

 

Psalm 119:105

Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path.

Proverbs 3:6

In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths.

Matthew 7:13

“Enter by the narrow gate. For the gate is wide and the way is easy that leads to destruction, and those who enter by it are many.

 

Carry On #ancestors #haiku

tama-dana ni kanarazu kaze no fuku to iu

 

on the ancestors’ altar
without fail

a lucky wind blows 

© Issa

Light flickers

My father’s hands my son’s

memory’s smile

*

tears cover the trail

father steps into shadow

son clears the path

 

The Carpe Diem prompt is Ancestors. Without our ancestors who / what would we be but a jumble of DNA. Instead  we have the privilege we carry on where our ancestors left off.

 

 

First Dream #newyear #haiku

 

Lost in the snow

cherry petal path

dreams of home

 

 Hatsuyume is the Japanese word for the first dream had in the new year and that is our prompt at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai “First Dream”

The Path I Follow #devotion #Paris #poetry

Along the pathway that was tread yesterday

there are few indications

that you were here

all that is left is a reminder

and that too will fade

pose the question:

“Does the path I take matter?

Is it more important

that I blazed a trail for another

or that the trail is scarred by my passing?”

If the meek shall inherit the earth, what then will those who terrorize innocent people inherit?

I shudder to think.

I traced the path of a bunny this morning. His concern was for food to sustain him this day. His path in the snow made me smile. Use your life to bring others joy. Man is a beast who evokes fear for his own pleasure or to make a statement. Perhaps he would be better to write an article of angst than to kill and maim.

“Trust in the LORD with all your heart And do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will make your paths straight.”

Proverbs 3:5 &6 (Verse Concepts)

“Watch the path of your feet And all your ways will be established. Do not turn to the right nor to the left; Turn your foot from evil.”

Proverbs 4:26-27

 

 

Caught in the Storm #haiku #photography #poem

end of the day’s walk

thunder warns of storm’s promise

no short-cut

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The prompt for Chevrefeuillle’s Carpe Diem is Short- Cut inspired by this haiku by Buson:

chikamichi ya mizu fumi wataru satsukiame

on the shortcut path,

stepping through water to cross the meadow
in the summer rains.

I wrote another poetic offering for the thunder and lightening show today.

Outline of the Sky #haiku #photography #nature

meigetsu ya ittemo ittemo yoso no sora

autumn’s bright moon,
however far I walked, still afar off
in an unknown sky

© Chiyo-Ni a well known haiku poetess from the 18th century.

 

 

face the path alone

destination beyond  reach

wolf knows the way

*

silent embrace

dawn’s mountain top caress

warmth rises

Today’s prompt from Chevrefeuille’s Carpe Diem is “The Unknown Sky.”

The photograph was taken of the Sierra Madre foothills when all was still and cool.

The photo has a sensual feel that I always feel compelled to write about *wink*

What lies in the unknown sky for you?

 

Horizon #haiku #poetry #photography

Flutter in the breeze

reaching for impossible dreams

Life’s Horizon

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sea taunts

“catch me if you can”

gulls laugh

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walking forward

hazy mist draws attention

wooded path

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The prompt at Chevrefeuille’s Carpe Diem is “Horizon.”

There are so many aspects to that word. When you think of horizon what are your thoughts?

We celebrate the Flag today and so I honor what it stands for in the first haiku.

The Door to the Garden #atozchallenge #poetry #art

entrance to another world

crack it open

songs stream through the opening

throw it wide

sunlight treasure dusts your path

go through the door

look upon adventure

don’t look back

behind you is gone

your past is a closed book

keep walking

surprise in the garden

 you are never alone

love grows here

 its fresh scent opens your eyes

 

 

 

Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess about what is seen during a moment…

~Carl Sandburg

Didactic Poetry: A form of verse, the aim of which is to instruct the mind and improve morals. (information on forms gathered from Poetry Soup)

The painting: “Filoli Courtyard” is one of my mother’s paintings. It kept me sane this past winter.