Connected

. The wild birds Inhabit these hills . And I, a walker, Glancing down the valley . Dazzled by gleaming lights Flung across the fields like necklaces . I feel connected With the wind . The grass under my feet God's sky above my head. . "The universe is composed of subjects to be communed …

Inspiring Poems: “Lines Written in Early Spring”

  There is something about the simplicity of this poem that has always appealed to me...   I heard a thousand blended notes,   While in a grove I sate reclined,   In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts   Bring sad thoughts to the mind...             And despite the …

Alive with Creativity

. The world Is alive . With Creativity . The trees Are alive . The birds Are alive . The rivers Are alive . Sing the anthem Of infinity . Praise to the Lord Of creativity! .

God Singing to Me

. I sat in bed And listened To the birds . Their music Was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard . God singing To me through a million Indecipherable words. . Image by Mark Underwood from Pixabay

Listen

Listen To the earth . To the sounds Of a seashell . Listen To the birds . To the cloudless Heavens . Listen To the silence . And let it speak Soundlessly . To your Soul. .

Firebird

. You are my firebird flame-red, flame-yellow . over the ash-black of your wings . the white-hot flickering of your flight. . You are my phoenix my miracle-worker . unaware of the magic you make in me . your worshipper as you flit across the field. .

A Hillside Where I Can Hear The Birds Sing

. I thank God That in the midst . Of suffering And death . There is a hillside Where I can sit . In the wind And listen . Listen To the birds sing. . Image by marcelkessler from Pixabay

The Mystery Within Each Beauty

. Looking about me I see signs everywhere . Of the mystery Within each beauty . The flowers Of garden and field . The birds and the clouds The beauties of air . And it is very good Wholly to stop some time . To gaze And to stare. . Image by Daniel Nebreda from …

After Winter Darkness

. Resurrection Makes such perfect sense . This morning As I stare at a sunrise . Purple And pink with life . As spring Lives again . In roots And in shoots . In flowers And trees . And the birds Call aloud . After winter Darkness . “Again It has come again . Life …

The Birds Sing For Joy Also

Walk In the light . All the days Of your life . And sing For joy . For the birds Of the air . Sing for joy Also. . Image by Gianni Crestani from Pixabay