Sara Kendrick Poet Prose Poetry

Golden Sun of Spring

As spring's golden sun rises awakening the fog.  Its light reveals fog's gray clinging tenacles all about. A Dove coos softly singing in spaces opened up when the roosters quieten their chorus..The tree's dark silhouettes stand still for no breeze rustles the air this morn. Those Blackbirds are back their voices fill the Oaks with lively music.  Then they go down upon the good earth to feed upon the rich food available.  I don't even see anything there but they seem to find plenty everyday.  It seems they are here to stay this year.  They usually come for awhile then leave until about the same time the next year. I wonder if they are going to pair off and stay around.  Only God knows if they will stay or leave.  He has provided for the troup to have sufficient food everyday.  All they have to do is come and feed.  We His creation only have to come into His Presence each day for a short time, open our hearts and minds to hear His Voice.  He is there waiting won't you come and feed upon His Word(The Bible) and then wait to hear His Voice for it is pleasant to the ears..  

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Timothy Hicks April 16, 2013 at 2:02 AM It still amazes me how some people cling to the idea that everything here is accidental - purely by chance. This was a very heartfelt write while at the same informative on keeping our ears perked, and eyes open, for the signs of God, all around us. Excellent!

Jack Horne April 11, 2013 at 3:07 PM lovely write here, Sara

Painted Hunter April 11, 2013 at 10:55 AM Simply stunning, Sarah....really.

Poet Destroyer A April 9, 2013 at 11:26 PM Sara, beautiful, and you accomplished to keep my mind in wonder. Hearing his voice sounds like the comfort we all need, and will hear at the end...xox...Linda

Donna Jones April 9, 2013 at 2:19 PM It is amazing how God supplies nature what it needs ...and us if we let Him...lovely Sara ...Donna

Russell Sivey April 9, 2013 at 11:04 AM Everything you have said in this brilliant Prose is beautiful and lovely! Those blackbirds are still there with you Sara? We have seen just a few this Spring, they must all be there in Georgia! The descriptions above the black birds, is tremendous, I really enjoyed reading it this afternoon! You have presented a great reverence to the Lord, I loved that as well! Great Work!!