Here Come The Birds

Here come the birds.
They think they own this land.
Their flighty enthusiasm
portrays their cheeriness.
Here come the birds -
a little late in the morning.
They do not care.
The party is just beginning.
Chatter fills the air,
not mindful of those yet sleeping.
They overtake the yard -
assuming they have the right.
Here come the birds,
celebrating life.

Lord, Teach Me

Lord, show me how to praise you
glorify you
worship you.
Show me how to lift you up
and prostrate myself.
Let me see your holiness
your fearsomeness
your awesomeness.
Teach me to fear you Lord
to revere you
and be struck speechless.

My mind tires itself out
with thoughts circling on self.

I was created for You.

Sacred Haven

Sacred haven -
this simple life.
silken cocoon -
I'm safely wrapped inside.

A warm quiet womb
that cradles a beginning.
The Creator whispers
His promises to me -

And I am waiting.

Beloved Betrothed

He waits for me,
knowing I'll come.
He quietly pursues me -
my beloved One.
I walk through lonely
alleyways and byways -
arrogant and stubborn.
He's one step behind,
quietly persistent.
And he waits.
He waits for me to turn to him,
to fall into him,
to cling to him.
He whispers his love for me.
His closeness warms my soul.
And I turn to him,
fall into him,
cling to him.
He is my betrothed,
my beloved betrothed.

Hosea 2:19-20
"I will betroth you to me forever;
I will betroth you in righteousness
and justice,
in love and compassion,
I will betroth you in faithfulness,
and you will acknowledge the Lord."

Waiting For Beauty

Wet damp earth
quiet in the morning
except for the birds
that talk back and forth.

Grey airy fog
that floats through the woods
like the Spirit of the Lord
silently overtaking.

Grey dirty clouds
illuminated by the sun
pouring through the edges
burning off the dreariness.

Empty bare trees
arms reaching high
roots anchored deep
waiting for new life.

We wait for you Lord.
For your beauty to overwhelm.
We wait for you Lord,
our beautiful King.

Hope

A beginning
at the edge of the ending.
A new direction
with the risk in the jumping.
A new perspective
from the One who walks along side us.

An awakening
of the one who was always there.
A stirring
of deeply buried desires.
A fire
to be intimate with the Creator.
A need
to use these gifts fulfillingly.