Intimacy with words
Flowing through writer’s pen
Around every corner
Connecting once again
Rendezvous’ inner self
Finding rhythm’s rewards
Another page finished
Unleashing what’s been stored
Opportunity’s breath
Rising with morning’s light
Precious minutes smile back
Composing what feels right
Familiar journey’s peace
Searching depth of each phrase
Trust finds welcome landing
Igniting thoughts ablaze
Each quiet reflection
Waking now to deploy
Focused on tender points
Dispensing heartfelt joy
One more experiment
Searching for master key
Exhausting, sleepless night
Forever lost at sea
Mankind’s boundless journey
Seeking answers today
Unlocking wisdom’s gate
Outlook no longer gray
Hope fills lifetime’s errand
Harvesting one more thought
Meeting darkness head on
Tomorrow ties each knot
Nugget of knowledge found
Opening one more door
Sharing unfiltered light
Fresh discovery pours
Breath of perseverance
Building each cornerstone
Shaping journey’s outcome
Ripened beyond what’s known
Frozen tundra’s cold
Fireplace consumes final log—
When will winter end?
Sunny skies, all blue
Winter’s Arctic deception—
Days of lasting chills
Warm, westerly winds
Chinook’s welcome arrival—
Winter’s escape plan
Buried among seeds of darkness
Fragile ember of light
Fractured so long ago
Breathing without hope this night
Surrounded by hidden shadows
Life searches for its peace
Emptied of hopeful thoughts
Whispering pain won’t decrease
Overwhelmed by hope’s icy breath
Tomorrow’s missing voice
Captured by someone else
Drifting, without any choice
Comforted by nurturing peace
Spirit scatters each cloud
Rescued by tender light
Trusting hope, darkness unplowed
God’s help is near and always available, but it is only given to those who seek it.
From Matthew 7:7-8: “Ask, and it will be given to you; search, and you will find; knock, and the door will be opened for you. For everyone who asks receives, and everyone who searches finds, and for everyone who knocks, the door will be opened.”
Max Lucado (born 1955) is an American pastor and Christian author.
Taking time to search
Looking for smallest wonders—
Summer’s precious gifts
Wonder asks questions
Images from deepest space—
Searching for answers
America’s roads
Discovery of wonders—
Travel’s shining gems
Shadows’ mysteries
Night’s sobering distortions—
Dawn’s reality
False reality
Kaleidoscope’s fading hues—
Returning to gray
Steps without traction
Searching for reality—
Perhaps, turn day’s page
Searching for answers
Sometimes hidden in darkness—
River’s steady dreams
Searching inner peace
Fresh outlook always arrives—
Storms fading away
Searching for light switch
Positive vibes energized—
Plugged into sunrise
From Isaiah 9:6: “For a child has been born for us, a son given to us; authority rests upon His shoulders, and He is named Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.”
World’s hopeful emotions
Searching for inner peace
In midst of life’s struggles
When will this darkness cease?
Peace waits for Messiah
Unlocking hopeful light
Goodwill comes upon man
Bethlehem’s star beams bright
Hope fills faithful journey
Waiting for Father’s Son
Shall be called Prince of Peace
Darkness cannot outrun
Through precious, promised child
Blessing all with His peace
Emmanuel comes near
Hope renewed through faith’s lease
Father’s steadfast vision
Sending peace upon earth
Man called to trust His plan
Wilderness finds hope’s berth
This poem’s hymn selection comes from “It Came Upon a Midnight Clear.” Finding inspiration from Luke 2:14, American pastor, Edmund H. Sears, wrote these beloved lyrics in 1849.
I am with lanterns, looking for myself.
To live is so startling, it leaves little time for anything else.
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) was an American poet. Little known during her life, Dickinson has become to be regarded as one of America’s most respected poets.
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