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It is early spring

The birds sing the Lords song.

The sun sneaks up over the lawn

Warming the new life that’s born.

The dew covered grass

Glistens in the light.

A little rabbit nibbles in delight.

The bees go buzzing bye

To find a sweet flower

On which to dine.

The butterfly dances across the sky

In all this I see

The Lord’s Smile

Spread across the clear blue sky.

(1976)

For as long as I can remember the beauty of nature has always moved me.  Even as a child I would love to watch the dawning day from my bed room window.  In the dark I would sit and listen to the sounds of the night.  The rain and snow falling has never stopped  engaging me.   It was and still is in these sounds and sights… I see God.    This particular poem I never named.   So today I will call it “God Needs No Name.”  As god is Omnipresent.

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Eight years ago I knelt with my hands in the dirt

I planted a young vine with love and mirth.

I watered and fed the vine

While I dreamed of the flowers it would bring.

Across the lattice the branches did spread

The leaves so gently popped their head.

For eight years I waited to see the flowery crown.

Now with a lush fullness the flower buds bring.

A lacy white top that makes my heart sing.

A climbing hydrangea so lush and pure

A beautiful flower that climbs,

From the dirt floor.

In the cup like petals

Is a heartfelt of love.

In the sunlight shines the truth

In the flowering world this is the symbol

Of life’s enduring beauty and grace.

For me this is what I have waited eight years to see.

In 2004 I planted a climbing hydrangea in my garden.  Each year the branches spread across the lattice fencing.  And each year I waited to see the flowers bloom.  Last year the flower buds started to open until we had an early heat wave in May.   The young tender petals were scorched in the bright burning sun.  So this year I have been very eager to see the full hydrangea flowers.  Yesterday,  I counted 8 blooms starting to open.

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Swinging Baby Bonobo

Swinging Baby Bonobo   “In Dreams I Can Fly” 

Apenheul Primate Park, The Netherlands

Manuela Kulpa – Featured Photographer

www.photobotos.com April 16, 2012

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With each infant born

Is the dream of harmony.

Love of the world it sees,

Not knowing any negativity

That lives beyond its tree.

A life so precious, a heart so pure,

Behind closed lids he absorbs

The warmth of the suns’ loving kiss.

Each species is of the heavenly race,

And deserves to live within God’s Grace.

A manifestation of God’s creativity

Swims in oceans, runs through the land,

And swings in trees

With the use of his hands.

Each life form flows

From the essence of the Lord.

In the universe so vast

It is God’s wish for every species

To walk its unique Divine path.

Once again, I must give thanks to my friend Peter who helped me smooth over the bumps in this poem.  Over the past few days I have played with this and did not feel satisfied.  A beautiful spirit as in this little monkey deserved words that reflect its inherent divinity.      I hope you find the love for this little guy that I have.  The Universal Mother Father God, that I believe we all pray, has created a divine path for all creatures and human on this planet.  It is our responsibility to live in unity with all within the universe.

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I was running around the lake you see,

When up in the sky

I saw the sun laughing at me.

So I ran to the beach and saw him waving good-bye,

I knew the sun was playing a trick on me

When I saw him slid down behind the trees.

So I jumped up and down hoping to see,

If the sun was still looking at me.

I saw an orange speck between the trees,

I thought it was the sun winking at me.

With a blink of my eyes and giggle of glee,

That speck was gone

and no-one was left watching me.

Even though the sun played a trick on me,

I’m sure from between the trees

It was the Lord who winked at me.

(msuzanne, 1981)

I wrote this poem when I was 21 years old while I was spending a wonderful week in the Pennsylvania Pocono Mountains.  One evening I was out for a jog around the lake when I saw the sun setting.  It was a warm summer night in August.  Before the sun set I sat and prayed by the lake.  I lost all sense of time and when the sun started to set it was a reminder I must run back to where I was staying.  The setting sun and the wink from between the trees left me knowing that God was right there with me.  So we continued on our jog.

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Many would say this is a dreary day.

Yet, I see the glory of Thee.

In the charcoal gray of the clouds you lay,

There is a hint of white in the fray.

And off into the distance a misty pink slides in.

The moisture in the air is your breath,

Breathing life into each and every living thing.

You nourish the world I see with your essence within the rain,

Your life giving love is flowing free through everything.

And there in the tree is a community nourished by Thee.

Your magnificence is the life within,

From the tiniest of bugs that borrows deep

To the family of squirrels that run and play

On the limbs that sway.

The birds that nest and sing to Thee

All rejoice in the glory of this day

And thank you Lord for the nourishing gray.

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Lord the first gift I see of this day

Is the darkness of the sky lifting away,

As the darkness melds into a charcoal gray.

The singing of birds in unison for Thee,

Is like a chorus of angels perched in the tree.

The tree once hidden in the darkness of night

Now shows its silhouette to me.

As the sky transforms in heavenly delight

 I sit in love of Thee.

The fish in my pond break water to see

The Glory of God in the brightening sky.

The night animals return to their hiding place,

And close their eyes to your loving grace.

In harmony of this magnificent morn

I pray in homage and give thanks for this day.

Within the essence of your divinity

I am delighted by Thee.

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Desert Waterfall   “Coyote Falls” – Escalante National Monument, Utah

Joshua Cripps – Featured Photographer  

Posted March 28, 2012 on www.photobotos.com

A barren desert it seems

Is just as much a mirage

As the forest and streams.

The sandy terrain and dried out rock

Are places of solace within God’s heart.

Across the rocks the water flows

Etching a paradise where no one goes.

Each droplet of God’s nourishment

Is without scarcity

In the divine love that is our sanctity.

In the green that grow

And the tree that sways,

There is a soulful place for God to play.

So he sits and waits for you and I today.

To hike the canyon high and low,

To tread the dried up river bed,

To trust and believe in the beautiful scene.

That within this life’s journey,

In the heat of the day,

And the dryness of this sacred land,

Is a desert so lush in the heart of man.

(msuzanne,   March 28, 2012)

I find great inspiration from many of the daily post on www.photobotos.com.  The places photographed are often beautiful, mystic, and soulful.  Please check out their site and see what it stirs within for you.

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