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Rise
O, weak and broken soldier, rise!
Get on your feet and fix your eyes
Upon your Captain and your Lord,
Who bids you wield His living sword! Continue reading Rise
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Where Hopes Lie (a Lament)
I never knew, how my hopes grew,
so silently they spread.
Like ivy leaves on chimney wall
they grew inside my head… Continue reading Where Hopes Lie (a Lament)
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The Simple Poet’s Pen
I’m just a simple poet,
And well that I should know it,
Lest, deceived, my head should swell
Supposing that I write so well… Continue reading The Simple Poet’s Pen
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Wisdom’s Pleasant Path
“Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are peace.”
Thus the ancient preceptor described the ways of the wisdom that comes from above, the wisdom by which, he declares, the Lord himself founded the earth and established the heavens, back when the dew of the world was still fresh on the morning grass… Continue reading Wisdom’s Pleasant Path
Trust Him
The tree once green has now grown dry.
Bright flames, all wickedness decry.
Dawn, the day’s clandestine spy
will soon pry darkness from the sky.
Awake, shake slumber from your eye. Continue reading Trust Him
The Sparrow’s Song
I saw the song sparrow singing his song;
his melodious voice was so clear,
at once my own heart started singing along,
and rejoiced as each note kissed my ear. Continue reading The Sparrow’s Song
The Midsts of Time
Each day of the future, time binds like a suture
that punctures the present becoming the past.
And layer by layer it forms a conveyer,
transporting me forward, unbidden, unasked… Continue reading The Midsts of Time
The Whistle Pig War (Part 2)
At first it was that all was well,
my crops were green and glowing.
But then misfortune touched my dell,
suspicion started growing. Continue reading The Whistle Pig War (Part 2)
Beauty In The Breaking (reprise)
Light.
In a thousand pieces torn,… Continue reading Beauty In The Breaking (reprise)
Daisies
Originally posted on Tender Road Journeys:
“He loves me.” “He loves me.” “He loves me.” The “He loves me not” never comes, nor will it. Love is His nature. It’s who He is. His love is unending like A vast field of daisies as far as the eye can see. Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com Copyright © Tender Road Journeys 2021 All Rights Reserved Continue reading Daisies
Resilience Speaks
Resilience speaks without a sound,
With words uplifting and profound.
All nature has her on display,
I saw her just the other day… Continue reading Resilience Speaks
The Whistle Pig War (Part 1)
A modest garden once I grew
In summer days of yore.
Would not have planted if I knew
That it would start a war. Continue reading The Whistle Pig War (Part 1)
Faith’s Perdurance
I’m waiting for the sun to shine,
While all is dismal gray below.
The numbing cold is anodyne,
The turbid sky is thick with snow. Continue reading Faith’s Perdurance
Please Hold My Hand
Without your hand, I try to stand,
But underneath my shoes and socks
The fickle ground just tilts and rocks,
And lands me down upon my knee,
I need your hand to steady me. Continue reading Please Hold My Hand
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