Lord, who watches over rivers,
Watch a little over me
On my twisting turning lifeway
Till, at last, I reach the sea.
Categories:
lifeway, life, metaphor, prayer, river,
Form: Rhyme
(Ode to the Crocus)
Before the bud appears
to trumpet winter's end,
before the robin comes
to bob-head for his worm,
before my heart rebounds
from razor's keening edge;
I walk the hidden path
of garden's withered past,
in search of one who dares
ignore the blizzard's blast
and peek her cheeky nose
up through a snowy nest,
to wink her shining eye,
at me, as I pass by.
Her flame, within itself,
ignites a tiny spark
of joy inside my heart,
on which I now embark.
Published LifeWay Press Magazine,
Mature Living, March, 2010
Categories:
lifeway, appreciation, april, spring,
Form: Ode
I knew, I knew something like this would never come my way.
But He did come my way... and he is my lifeway today.
I'm not sorry that the beat that grew inside of me came about the world this way,
and I'm not sorry that the "burden" as they say will be with me the rest of my way,
and I'm not sorry that he came to be in my walkway,
I, yes I am sorry I acted in such a way, I went down the wrong pathway.
But God already new what that highway would bring my way.
Thats why I'm not sorry, because the little baby boy I hold today is my lifeway.
Categories:
lifeway, inspirational, life, teensorry, me,
Form: Free verse