Revelation Lamps

Written by: Carole Cookie Arnold

Revelation Lamps Morning light peaks through the trees Scents of heather wakens with a new day Crisp air has beaded the dew upon the leaves A hollow tree trunk is used for hide and seeks A burst of sun warms the clearing well Bouncing off the lake as natures school bell The grass is evergreen soft and so plush Wonders never touched by a hand that rushed Raspberry vines bulge with ripened fruit Blue orchids cover the ground like a new suit Tall devout oaks cast shadow hats over the sand Her face is the land caressed by the master’s hand These are moments when The oil lamp never dims Until we birth what has Been born within Carole Cookie Arnold