'A Walk in Springtime'
"Come walk with me in the springtime,
Past the apple blossoms fair.
Their fragrance was made in Heaven
And drifts slowly through the air.
Trees are starting to bud again
And daffodils are breaking sod.
Songbirds grace us with melodies,
Singing their praises to God.
Rivers are singing sweet songs again
(hmm? awful lot of singing going on here)
Spring air is fresh and clean.
Brilliant colors are exploding everywhere
And the grass is turning green.
I'm overwhelmed at Spring's beauty
And shall savor it in my heart.
I thank my God in heaven
Who is the Master of all the art."
Shirley Hile Powell
Eternal Flame
When the sunshine doesn't seem to shine your way;
When the darkness has invited itself to stay;
When you've looked for light,
but found dead of night,
Look to God, your Eternal Flame ~
Another moon shone through the night
that the darkness can't escape.
A shooting star fell quite close by
that made the evening quake.
Alas, I found its embers;
A faint glow shining through the trees.
Its dancing pulled my gaze,
Its burning lingered in the breeze.
Quickly, quietly, closer.
Warmth enveloped the air.
Pulsating into peaceful passion.
My gaze locked into a stare.
There before my widened eyes,
A sight of Heaven on Earth.
Eminating boundlessly,
exposing all its worth.
A perfume laced with Roses,
Eyes as blue as the ocean deep,
Skin as soft as spider's web.
It skipped my heart a beat.
Love poured out in waves
that just permeated my soul.
It filtered through my heart,
Filling in that darkened hole.
My sight became so blinded
I could look its way no more.
My feebled knees dropped to the ground
While my heart began to soar.
Then as suddenly as I found it,
My Heavenly light was gone.
And not a trace of anything
was near the spot or on.
Upon the stars my eyes turned,
That moon still shining bright.
Embracing this poor creature
Just as it does the night.
~Unknown
Nobody knows what it was that appeared in the woods that night, and nobody knows where it went. Make your own conclusion on what the light really was. Whatever you personally symbolize it with, is what the light is, & hence, gives you insight to the path your leading your soul to.
It is not whether We win or lose It's how we play the game These words today I often feel Do not ring just the same It seems that winning Is all that matters To most, you know it's true But winning truly winning should Be when other's win, yes too So look inside And see what ways That you oh yes can win But in a way That other's too Will win, I'll bet There's ways you'll see By Ronald Gainsford
Return To Me I saw a movie about someone Who got another's heart. And then this woman met a man Who once had loved that heart. Oh yes this man's wife died and Her heart did beat again; Inside another woman, Yes life began again. How many of us live and Do not thank God for life? We take so much for granted And don't thank God for life. We are all caught up in living That we just don't stop to say, "Dear Lord I am glad I am living, Yes Lord help me today." To do something worthwhile; To kiss my wife and kids. And just be glad I am living Yes just be glad- I is. By Ronald Gainsford
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