Rest In the Promise

Under the shadow of a maple tree, Green as summer, wistful and praising Like the peace blowing dandelion seeds Risking the rain’s rhythmic showers, Against blades of tempting July sprinkling Haphazardly against the wonders beyond Silent prayers, raised by last night’s Moon glowing against the glistening backdrop Stars listening for August’s trembling voice, Arriving on the dusty parched memories Colored precariously in the sensations breathing, Echoing in the noonday whispers, clouds Hoping to share their heartfelt sequence with Yesterday, before the summer discovers it’s answers Poured out in cerulean skies, lasting – enduring The temptation to just let go of her first glimpse of laughter Falling over the night, wishing for the pulsating Effervescent waves splashing melancholy Into the face of a breathless truth, the moment When hope meets faith and the promise of true love Stirs the chances, risking shame and humiliation, Stunning the source of her imagination, Awaking to the mists of passivity, still like a dream Drifting through the promises, pursued by the soul Who believes, always believes … muses Quivering, unsteady as the jolts of lightening against a sky Filled with glittery liquid, streaming and fading Wistful as the spirit who has been raided by oysters, And pearls who tempt the light into fading, Reassuring the evening, dusk brings a gentle grace, Soothing away the heat and making the heart a vow To begin once again, to begin to reveal the hope Who knows that every moment, each priceless twinkling Is the experience preparing joy to kiss away the doubting Caress the impression of God’s mercy rustling Through the profile of branches, feeling the breath, So subtle, erasing the past with its laughter, Healing the heart and calming the thoughts so forever Is only one breath from the moment when I smile Into the gaze of nostalgic moods, the reflection Who silences every shimmer of starlight, quiets Even the dark’s discontent with a forever that is alive, Eternity rides within the silhouette of the cross Where He left us with the imprint of His heaven sent promise Filled with a grace, abundant beyond our dreams, Grace that cannot deceive, grace that can never, ever leave!