Sing a song Of gratitude A soul Full of grace Let your heart Be jubilant At the dawning Of the day For knowing Seeing beauty Understanding God’s ways Let us sing A song of gratitude At the dawning Of all days. ~
All must hear this clearly: Whatever comes to pass The Gift Is greater than The Trespass.
The apple blossom now is out And the bluebells dressed up early As if eager not to be outshone By the golden dance of daffodils Or the snowdrops’ pure white folk These lightsome, wondrous spring-filled days Raise the soul To higher beams of sunniness New blossomings of hope. Image by kie-ker from Pixabay
I woke to the light And to a voice that said “Do not be afraid You are not dead After all…” Was it an angel? I do not know But the call to a fearless life Inspired me so. Image by Rudy and Peter Skitterians from Pixabay
For each day of laughter and light For each day that ends with peaceful night For each day the soul's enamoured with living A word, a prayer, a song of thanksgiving.
. Where are they now, who were before When hounds they bred and hawks they bore And worked these fields, these woods? . They danced with ladies in their leisure And ate and drank and took their pleasure In all things as they would. . Where is their laughter, where their song Where the cloaks, … Continue reading Where are they now?
. It is a benevolent Universe . Though full Of suffering . This is my Discovery . And this Is why I sing. . Image by Nico Franz from Pixabay
. These questions came to prey upon my soul . Disturbed the silent water of my mind . And in my restlessness I had to find . An account of things to satisfy my soul. .
. By seeking God . In the silence You may discover . New meaning To your existence. . Image by Andrea Stöckel-Kowall from Pixabay
A few years ago, I noticed that I was getting inspired to write by what I read. This is not an uncommon experience for writers, of course, and if it is just copying then it is called plagiarism! Hoever, T.S. Eliot wrote that: “...we shall often find that not only the best, but the most … Continue reading Research Poetry