Notes About The Poem

Written on May 4, 2025

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Spring






While springtime presses in on my thoughts,
	forcing me to believe that even the stillness
		the clingy silence who drenches my spirit
in rhythms of non-regret, rhythms of pure peace
releasing my soul from the fading feelings,
the emotions that store up broken dreams, 
broken hearts, brokenness –
	like books to read, someday –
		when the time is right, when I don’t feel
so lonesome when I hear the words they write,
the stories they tell – about going through hell.

While springtime pours out her dew drenched feelings,
	blessings so gentle, reflecting, sentimental
		praying faithfully to the One who created
the winds and the sea, the music so sweet, resting
against the silence in lingering shades of melancholy
blue black Decembers relieve my spirit, restoring me
	to the heart of spring, 
		where I bleed with truth,
			intimate stories, pouring
from the night, where stars glisten and the moon listens
revealing the way it is when death descends, like a friend.

While springtime delays my despair, the desperation
	beyond compare, dread that feeds on the overcast
		skies in blue gray, welcoming the mysterious haze,
releasing me from the time before my soul would find
the meaning of this life, 
not in springtime or December
not in the seas or the trembling breeze
not in the seeds of thought we remember
No – it is found in the beautiful knowing
	where my soul keeps going, growing
		in waves of light, reflections so bright
the stars can’t glisten loud enough
	the night can’t see the cloudless, love
		the moments are bound up in hope
trusting the One who came to save
the One whose grace God gave
the One who is life
the One who is the sacrifice…

teaching each soul, to let go – to let go
to surrender to His love,
to believe this God above
who reaches out to us, assuring and renewing
completing out lives with a love that is alive
a love that can heal and feel and is so real
a love that comes from knowing
the One whose love is flowing
from the spirit of grace,
His never ending grace!

Oh, Sweet Love! Sweet GRACE!
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Godwin Avatar
May 17, 2025 at 10:03 AM
Ready for literal? THIS IS ONE OF THE MOST BEAUTIFUL POEMS/POEM CHARGES I've read/felt in my LIFE. Not only does it echo my love/feelings for God and Spring, it exhilarates my soul, is a blessing-gift wrapped bundle of spiritual, titillating, and enchanting Spring descriptions. All reveals a talent given & intended to spread His glory. I'm not leaving w/o taking this and giving you thanks for this blessing. I'm spiritual, you're religious, 2 paths, same when mirror aimed. CayCay FAV MAIL
Rodgers Avatar
May 5, 2025 at 7:46 AM
Dear Regina, You always beautifully weave sorrow and hope, with spring’s gentle call to healing amid lingering pain. Yes, grace isn’t just renewal but a deep, living love that sustains us through brokenness. Such a tender journey of surrender and faith such a powerful message even in our darkest moments, love and grace light the way forward. - Spring Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel
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