~ Bobbing For Apples' Beneath the Branches ~
Fate in the hands of God always beholds-
a greater future I'm finding ... .
As its opportunity mirrors this ... .
His devotion for-all of us I believe
gently reflecting this ... . Here-
in-the-tender-waters of-
this humble stream.
And as-I cast away-
my thoughts to-
Him, love sighs,
and-joy-runs-
free-behind-
me-there-
over-yonder-
to-greet me-
across-the-
meadow.
Because I-
know-that-
perfect-like-
an apple-falling from a
tree upon all-of-us. His goodness can-
be-found cascading down-rustling-the leaves-
blip-bop too and fro blip-blip-bop-thunk thunk-bling.
Crying-look-out-ouch barreling down faster and faster-
through-the-air-running along-with-it past the-proposal-
of each-apple on every-branch dancing-through-time-
laughing-hysterically.
And as a small breeze blows my heart beats-eagerly,
and with all that we've been through together, my-soul-
lies-down-chuckling, confidingly, knowing now that He's-
in complete control.
As grace-weeps-willingly for me-knowing-it has always-
been-with me, this perfect way with Him. Concentrated-
and-open my patient prayer having been my only
refuge-securing-its reprieve.
While with a rustle rustle blip-bling-bop-bling-
bling blip-bop thunk, thunk. Leaning-back-up-
under it-letting go of my fishing pole. With-
closed eyes I-reach-out-catch-one-and-
another snatching two-up-in-the-palm-
of-my-hands. Sit up and-laugh-a-ha I-
got you! Open-my-eyes swipe my-
pole-up back-again. Bob my head-
as-to say-you-go boy! Chomp-on-
one-and-rather-cockily-quickly-
laugh-louder. Then swallow-
hard and slowly, suddenly,
as-another-falls-quietly-
bling-thunk-smack I'm-
caught-again saying-ouch-as-
it-lands-and-whacks-me-hard,
right on the top-of-my-head.
God snickering loudly, as I know He-
must-surely-be as I most certainly am.
As-the thunder-rolls-above-and beyond-
the-hills-there-over-yonder with the fish
jumping now black birds-above me hackling.
So with this you could say I'm feeling rather-
humbled-just like Newton-I assume. All giddy-
and-enlightened and-evermore-heartened-
I'm sure-and a little-dizzy-yet-knowing-
this. That with-Him, given-whatever-
the situation-or-circumstance,
whether-with-my eyes-
opened-or closed. Still,
with-my-good Friend-
I'm learning, though-
hard myself, I am-
secured.
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Author notes
The poem forms a reflection of itself ... God and all of us in the eyes of the stream.
Copyright © James Long | Year Posted 2009
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