Haiku Series #15 (Life and Faith)

Breathe!

Hurrying along

The day’s rate race continues—

Stop for a moment . . . breathe!

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Enduring Character

Life’s sufferings come

Produce lasting endurance—

Building character

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One Step

Keep taking on life

Despite its intense trials—

One step at a time

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Max Lucado Quote

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God doesn’t camouflage the old; He restores the new. the Master Builder will pull out the original plan and restore it. He will restore the vigor. He will restore the energy. He will restore the hope. He will restore the soul.

From Philippians 2:12-13: “Therefore, my beloved, just as you have always obeyed me, not only in my presence, but much more now in my absence, work out your own salvation with fear and trembling; for it is God who is at work in you, enabling you both to will and to work for his good pleasure.”

Cautious Lookout

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Moving along the trail, sweat runs down my back

Suddenly . . . both feet hastily stop in their tracks

 

Mother deer and fawn walk into my view

My eyes check the scene for any clues

 

The pair ventures cautiously across

Deserting another doe, feeling lost

 

My body stands rigid, still, and tall

Not intending to panic them at all

 

Mother steps back, standing quietly still

Starring back, I am amazed at this thrill

 

Her young fawn follows with a few steps

Looking to mother for guidance, you bet

 

Feeling the pleasure of stopping to watch

These two deer pause . . . I feel caught

 

Time stands still for a few seconds longer

My eyes survey with an inquisitive hunger

 

Alas, my camera didn’t make this walk

Now, only this writer’s verses will talk

 

Prudently, the vigilant doe keeps an eye on me

Protecting her fawn from any danger she sees

 

The two deer meander back into the woods

Probably glad to be done with me for good

 

This moment in time creates delicious prose

Not often do deer pause briefly, just to pose

 

The mother proves to be a cautious lookout

When she and her timid fawn wander about

 

Dear readers, have you experienced any encounters with deer or other wild animals.  You are invited to share your experiences with a comment.  I look forward to reading and replying back.

Forever Proud

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His warrior image endures over the years

Witnessing a proud life, without any fears

 

His Native American culture continues to live on

Keeping rich and spiritual memories, never gone

 

Life’s simple ways will always shine bright

Displaying warrior bravery at every sight

 

Man and horse unite together as one

Riding his pony into the setting sun

 

Fierce in battle, defending his vast land

Adding to his legend, he does all he can

 

Younger men look up to him and follow in battle

Counting coup, his bravery becomes his mantel

 

This storied warrior transitions to an old man

Looking back proudly, honoring his last stand

 

His weathered face reveals a mighty, brave past

Lighting up eyes, with proud memories that last

 

The buffalo have disappeared for good

Ending a way of life, once proudly stood

 

Many of the old traditions are now gone

Reliving them through legend and song

 

The old warrior passes down past tribal history

Teaching a new generation, his ancient journey

 

The warrior no longer meets foes in battle today

Remembering his legacy, forever proud to say

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Montana is home to seven Native American reservations:  Flathead, Blackfeet, Crow, Cheyenne, Fort Peck, Rocky Boy, and Fort Belknap.  Across the United States, these proud people make up a “quiet” minority, often forgotten in the mainstream of the American way of life.  Here are two previously published poems about Native Americans: