The Heart Stays
The Heart Stays
By Dane Smith-Johnsen
Morning Glory cuddled high in the oak.
Your bright lavender enlivened my heart,
Fear and pain overwhelmed; a dreaded yoke.
Then, God, outside my window, love starts.
Verdant! Vine winds upon the gray-brown bark.
High above the unexpected is found.
Cascading like a bride’s bouquet, please hark!
Beauty was God’s simple gift yet profound.
Knowing, when all seems hopeless, even love.
That Heavenly Father knows how to give.
The simple things in life, gifts from above,
Like today’s Morning Glories, that there live.
Tomorrow borne of sorrow, life may be.
Today, the darkest hour fades away.
Beyond the fear of death that one may see.
God lends a hand uplifting; the heart stays.
September 25, 2009
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