All sunshine and sovereign is God, generous in gifts and glory.
– Psalm 84
…
….
You’re sneaking in again,
holding me fast and slow
-ing my heart. Let’s start
with this sky; how do I
take these bright shards,
these pieces of heaven
spilled down, into a heart
already full? How do I pull
You in with aching limbs,
tell my time-scarred skin
that even this wandered
wind is worth the wait?
…
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Wow. This gave me chills:
“even this wandered
wind is worth the wait”
The way He creeps back in is always the sweetest embrace of inner warmth. Like a hug inside your heart. This is a beautiful poem, De.
I agree with the beauty of this poem – as well as the beauty of the picture! Love “ing my heart” – that is what faith does. And yes… the last two lines are wonderful!
Nature’s gift is always an extension of life’s blessings. Nicely done, wg!
Hank
oh, this is so beautiful it caught my breath.
I love the gratitude and attitude in this.