Evening’s darkness deepens
Silence now awakens
Nature never rests
While daylight feels forsaken
Gentle spirit’s exhale
Dreams stand ready to climb
Day now forgotten
Headlines swallowed up in time
Starlight scatters its dust
World seemingly asleep
Patience to unfold
Caught up in submerging deep
Harmony’s dawn rises
New day set to embrace
Morning shares goodness
Propelled by bountiful grace
Albert Camus (1913-1960) was a French philosopher, author, and journalist. In 1957, at the age of 44, he received the Nobel Prize in Literature.
Autumn is a spring when every leaf is a flower.
Yoko Ono (born 1933) is an Japanese-born artist, singer, songwriter, and filmmaker.
Autumn passes and one remembers one’s reverence.
Gentle morning rain
Afternoon transition
Cold front moving in
Winter’s new edition
Season’s first snowflake
Forecast’s memo on track
Innocent at first
More join in, welcome back
Chorus of voices
Barren landscape, now white
Autumn forgotten
Nature’s fresh acolyte
Darkness shines at night
Moonlight’s bright reflection
Each snowflake twinkles
With timely perfection
Peace shrouds silent realm
Time wanting to stand still
Another postcard
Sketches winter’s playbill
Landscape witnessed, far and wide
Designed with painter’s vision
Praising daily, valley’s peace
Backdrop of divine precision
River slices through meadows
Lined with colonies of trees
Shining, crystal-blue waters
Beauty’s reflections, always free
Time never standing alone
Counted with infinite years
Honoring each precious gift
Postcard image, others find dear
Autumn paints its backstory
Borrowed from nature’s rainbow
Rising above, mountain peaks
Creator’s spirit freely flows
Seasons exchanging places
Poised to share wondrous treasures
Composing hope’s harmony
Melody of timeless pleasures
Tempting much too early
Overflowing thoughts stir
Life’s background music plays
Traveling to Big Sur
Remembering darkness
Transforming to moonlight
Memories play again
Rising from calmest night
Filling empty bucket
Pondering this new day
Distant dawn now teases
Opening mind to play
Feeling heartbeat’s rhythm
Leaving shadow’s twilight
Wisdom’s timeless travels
Scaling forgotten heights
Harmonizing sunrise
Glowing horizon beams
Sweet morning refreshment
Waking from blissful dream
Mountain stream’s birthplace
Creator shall lead
Treasured, flowing grace
Winter’s snow feeds
Journey downstream flows
With patient pursuit
Valley waits below
Douglas fir salutes
Tiny creeks joining
Green landscape ahead
Filled with rejoicing
River’s growing thread
Water’s quiet poise
Nature’s faithful love
Rainfall adding joy
Strengthened from above
Around every bend
Timeless spirit’s fate
Welcome dearest friend
More surprises wait
Grace
Unconditionally planted
Rising with purpose
Faith’s emptiness now fed
Fulfilled
Faith’s
Seeds scattered
Night and day
Growing fully, then ripening
Harvest
Sowing
Tiniest seed
Maturing into fullness
Faith nurtured by Spirit
Righteousness
The German hymn, “We Plow the Field and Scatter,” was written by Matthias Claudius in 1782. The lyrics were set to music in 1800 by Johann A. P. Schulz. The hymn was translated into English in 1861 by Montgomery Campbell.
As you listen to this song, focus on the lyrics as they appear on the screen. They add a meaningful visual image to this series of poems. The hymn’s piano melody is played by Mary Munson.
From Psalm 1:5-6: “Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgment nor sinners in the congregation of the righteous, for the Lord watches over the way of the righteous, but the way of the wicked will perish.”
Time forever witnessed
Gathered in God’s hands
Blessing with His patience
Every minute planned
Given choice of two ways
Passed on wicked’s advice
Choosing God’s righteous path
Grace pays entry’s price
Faith guiding each next step
Called by God to pause
Waiting for His command
Timeless counsel draws
Spirit, water, and blood
Filled with purity
Believing in God’s Son
Hope’s security
Deeply-rooted faith sown
Watered with God’s love
Overcoming darkness
Harvest’s light above
From 1 John 5:6-8: “This is the one who came by water and blood, Jesus Christ, not with the water only but with the water and the blood. And the Spirit is the one that testifies, for the Spirit is the truth. There are three that testify: the Spirit and the water and the blood, and these three agree.”
Deepest ocean trench
Pacific’s Mariana—
Unfathomable
Himalayan peaks
World’s blessed Mother Goddess—
Everest’s glory
Icebergs gathering
Floating, titanic struggle—
Ocean’s ships, keep out!
Distant clap of thunder
Pausing as if on cue
Cloudy skies breaking free
Nightly reflections coo
At first, hearing silence
Nature turns on her spell
Nightly reflections stir
Stories ready to tell
Moon serenades landscape
Harmony’s silent creek
Timeless melodies swirl
Nightly reflections peek
Lake’s high tide rolling in
Whispers tease sandy beach
Nightly reflections wink
Drowsy thoughts within reach
Dreams never want to fade
Overcome now with sleep
Horizon’s sunrise waits
Nightly reflections keep
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