Best Zacharias Poems
By Dawne Zacharias
Walking on the sands towards
the oceans beckoning call
blue sky with soft white clouds overhead
waves reaching out on the shoreline
seagulls curious, fly close by
waves climax into foam formations
shades of aquamarine, blue and green
I close my eyes and feel the spray
from the tumbling waves before me
the Sun's healing rays restores my soul,
I am whole again.
By Dawne Zacharias
This bird is admired for its grandeur,
its grace in flight,
Its size and magnificent power.
When in flight it stirs the
soul to true liberty.
He can use his mighty wings
to carry other eagles to safety.
Turbulence makes him stronger
he flies higher and faster.
The eagle's keen eyesight gives him
a sense of approaching danger
to protect himself and his family.
"The Eagle displays the sense of responsibility
that is a companion to true liberty."
"He takes an active role in providing
for his family and he teaches his young to fly."
Jesus Christ emulates this and much more
He came to bring the life, victory, power, and freedom
to those of us who place our faith in Him.
Quotes from,"The Rebirth of America" by Nancy Leigh DeMoss, Editor pg 9
by Dawne Zacharias
The Wall of Rain from
a distance came
with
healing drops
to vanquish pain
a warm washcloth
aside the face
we sought to restore
hopes warm embrace
he became my child again
my little one
our life to continue had just begun
Jesus remained our hope in view
as we prayed together
we both knew
a mother and son with His grace
shine with God's purpose face to face.
Saying Goodbye by Dawne Zacharias
1
I once knew how to taste
I once knew how to smell
I once knew what intimacy was
2
I miss the taste of rain on my lips
I miss the smells of being close with my partner
I miss the smell of the pines and the ocean
I miss the act of being with my partner
3
I said goodbye to these things because
They were taken away from me by just
Living in this world.
4
Surgery took my smell and taste,
The war’s accident to the closeness of my partner
So what do I do
5
I said hello to sacredness to the wonderful
newness of life ahead and hello to
When one door closes the Lord opens another
6
I find I need the Lord more
I read the scriptures more
I say hello to Jesus Christ and
Ask Him to walk with me now.
7
He shows me a new way in my life
Can I ever be blessed with more than this?
I have learned to cherish all these things
They are choice before the Lord and of His Making
on the 7th day, he rested.
by Dawne Zacharias
He came to me in tears
A plane of thin weightless wood
Fit together by a center groove
A propeller with a rubber band to wind
“Where is it?” I asked
He pointed, “over there” was his whine.
"Show me, my brother," was my love this time,
Then I saw it, bobbing and floating in the middle
of the muddiest, smelliest, most opaque pond
that stretched for a hundred yards or more
“Please get it” he choked, with tears running down his face,
I knew I couldn’t reach it with a branch and
what I would do for my little brother....
what in the world was I thinking, no way am I going in there
I rolled my eyes, as he grabbed my arm, “please” he cried.
As I entered, the mud began to rise above my ankles, then
my washing days had just begun, sneakers, socks, pants...
my knees, waist, then shoulders, cold enveloped me
my walk was pointed in one direction
his bobbing plane now just a few feet away,
one last step and I’d have it!
I could hear my brothers shouts of delight
as I held his plane over my head, he
danced on the edge of the pond, an Indian dance
I could feel his absolute joy in this 25 cent plane,
I smiled and shouted, “ I got it.”
By Dawne Zacharias
The sexual roles have been reversed, woman now lead the home, men follow.
Men, Can you return and become in all righteousness, the leader of the home, an effective father, a role model for your family?
Women, Can you submit to his leadership, meaning the yielded, intelligent, humble obedience, to an ordained minister and will you support the leadership role of the husband? If you will the children will follow.
Ephesians 5:25
"Husbands, love your wives, even as Christ also loved the church, and gave Himself for it."
How did Christ love the church?
With a sacrificial, giving, compassionate love, a husband's love should be like on to it.
Father's represent God. They should reflect, therefore, as closely as possible, the Creator. It will take work to replant and establish the binding taproot to our creator.
Acts 5:29- "We must obey God rather than man."
By Dawne Zacharias
Let us not forget for some children
In school, was the first time we learned about prayer
In the quiet as we bowed our head at our desks
We learned to talk to God.
We looked forward To be able to think of the most important things
To pray about as children. A real reverence was felt.
I will never forget the first prayer in my school
That led me to first be taught then to learn of
Jesus Christ my savior.
What ever religion let it be within the child to know their God.
By Dawne Zacharias
There was a time on July 4, 1776
when freedom rang deeply in the hearts of 56 men.
Men of means, prosperous men, who enjoyed much
Ease and luxury also very respected
men in their Communities.
They came together with a firm reliance and belief in
a Divine Providence and said they, " we mutually pledge
to each other our lives, our fortunes, and our sacred honor."
They knew even in the success their lives would be one of
Hardship in a struggling new nation. If they lost, they
would hang by a traitor's noose.
5 were captured
12 had their homes looted and burned
2 lost their sons in the Army
1 had two sons captured
9 died in the war for freedom
by bullet or hardship.
They considered Liberty of
greater value than their own security,
They had made a pledge.
To be born free is a privilege.
By Dawne Zacharias
As in Sodom and Gomorrah
God may be willing to spare our nation
If a few righteous can be found.
Repentance is needed
to be of worth
It must be followed by a change
Of heart and conduct.
Make it so...
By Dawne Zacharias
Cold wind brings the shivers,
Rain runs down my face.
Lightning strikes in succession,
I seek shelter from its embrace.
The Smell of Wood
By Dawne Zacharias
I find myself walking thru the front doors after
Long walks in the open air,
The doors are carved oak and strong,
I do not fear the world.
I can read and
study in a soft chair by the fire
smell the wood-burning there,
a real sense of peace
I walk into my office and begin to write
The feelings of my soul.
by Dawne Zacharias
I watch as my little one sleeps
Gently in my arms, as I rock....a hush
The sounds of silence, slipping shades
of serenity, send the sleepy, silently still
surrendering, to the surrounding softness...
Of satins somnolence,
hushaby, my little one
You are safely secure as
I hold you near.
By Dawne Zacharias
In the eye of the storm
Quiet deafens the space
Tranquility's voice amid
destruction all over the place
Our roof and shingles ripped
then dashed to the ground
For a moment it is quiet,
not even a sound
The promise of storm's return
will soon come to pass......
I feel my body shudder
within lightning's dread
I watch pink clouds swirling
randomly overhead
cold wind brings the shivers,
rain runs down my face
Lightning strikes a thunder,
I seek shelter from its embrace
March does bring its divergence,
her footprints can combine
She will bring the mornings sunshine
Floral scents to intertwine.
By Dawne Zacharias
We arrived at the rental,
a small house oceanside
We opened the windows the salt breezes
welcomed each room
dropping our suitcases
we looked at one another with big grins
finally, running and jumping into oceans grasp
The coolness enveloped our bodies
splashing in the waves
we see one another shining
free at last
Away from the pressures of the world
Sweet desire springs forth from the joy we feel
A newness is unconcealed
pressing ourselves closely we find
a new beginning of an open mind.
by Dawne Zacharias
The approach of rain the smell of moisture in the air. It is a remarkable change with an impending surprise. The smell of ozone begins to drift in, the dark cumulous cloud slowly drops its fullness, and I stand outside when the wind begins to blow, and feel the humidity upon my face, in the last of sunlight's glow. Soon we are engulfed in darkness, the chill on my arms raise to goosebumps and aliven my soul. Nature smiles a renewal. Then by chance, a prisms glow, when the clouds move on for the perfect rainbow, it is another eternal gift for our sense of sight. All are made by God to joy and delight. Windows are opened and together we sit, to joy in the rainfalls sweet sense of bliss. A grilled cheese sandwich a cup of hot tea as we watch droplets fall swirling into the sea.