Best Handiwork Poems

The quilt upon my bed was stitched
By someone I don’t know.
My blue ceramic fish was formed,
Most likely, by a pro.

Some watercolors on my wall
Were painted...

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The Lord weaves His grand tapestry across the skies
He outlines charcoal colored clouds with silver threads 
sews the sunlight of dawn into rays that caress...

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BEGINNINGS

The WORD was there before the dawn of time
the Trinity communed in sacred tongue
with sounds unheard, unspeakable, sublime
they uttered words of their unending Love.
With power...

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To feel the morning zephyr on my face, 
To wake up to the sound of cuckoo's call, 
To take a stroll through the woods at...

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This Current Life of Mine
          Created by the Supreme Almighty for His pleasure, I bear His...

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There is a song amongst the heavens 
From days so long ago.
It's words are played amongst the stars
So soft and very slow.

They sing about the...

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Music 

Mystical labyrinth of twisting harmonic warnings
Gazing into infinity’s composing handiwork –
 Moonbeams in silver sung sonatas –
  Ivory hued cantatas resolved from heart...

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Farther than mantles of a pewter night,
Comets reel in their own immeasurable world
Past earth's sky,  gloaming through lattices
Woven by celestial bands... a grandeur
From a...

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Celebration of Wind and Fire 

Celebrate the unseen face of God’s eternal Spirit
 Embracing all before creating light;
Action word of the eternal dance
 Hovering over...

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Ah! To be adrift upon the boundless sea sailing, sailing, sailing!
Alone with the sea and pristine sky with southerly winds prevailing.
No particular destination in mind...

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"There is a fountain inside of you, don't go around with an 
empty bucket." Rumi


Ashened white rocky hills rise
Covered with pines and oaks
Autumn's entrance has...

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The clay goes round and round, on the Potters wheel
With gentle touches, and pressures he creates what he feels
One is a bowl for eating soup,...

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Up in the sky I see God's handiwork
Not the same in my home
Love left so long ago 
Open wounds have healed
Velvet thread was used to...

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Her wedding day was beautiful, when she wed her beau,
Innocent and trusting, so little did she know
About the man who had stolen away her tender...

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Have you ever really looked at a tree?
     Have you ever thought of the ancient roots,
     Those...

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