Sunday, November 18, 2012

Eretnal Springtime






Eternal springtime
Canopies the soul
At peace with God;
Walking free,
Enwrapped in the
Living consciousness
Of His love.

Reflections






From a thousand heights,
The streams of life
Are ever rushing down:
The jutting rock,
The broken bough,
The crooked bank,
Even the rounded pebble;
Each, and all,
In their personal murmurs,
Are enough to trouble
These shallow waters,
And obstruct
Their narrow course.

Thursday, November 01, 2012

111



Godly sorrow,
Like weeping Mary,
Seeks after Christ;
Saving faith,
Like wrestling Jacob,
Finds, and holds fast
To Yeshua.