~ Haiku ~
Frozen fog on trees,
crept softly into the night.
Caught in morning light. ~
Thank you for visiting. ~ terre
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~ Voices ~
Voices in the night,
Voices in the daylight,
in the coffee shop,
amongst the traffic.
Voices in the day
Voices that fight,
all that is silent.
Thank you for visiting. ~ Terre’s Blog – Women of All Seasons (c)2021
~ In His Beauty ~
What am I to the Lord –
He that has provided for
every wildflower of the earth?
I am like that wildflower
that springs from the rocky cliff.
He sends nourishment for it
to open and lift its face towards him.
It grows and flourishes till it has spread
over the face of the barren cliff.
He sends the rains so it can live.
If he did that for a wildflower–,
What did he do for me?
He gives me his word, so I can believe.
He lets me feel his spirit
and I know that he loves me.
He will guide me and let me find truth—
for in that truth—He died for me.
As he loves the smallest wildflower
that seems to grow from neglect—
The Lord also loves me.
~ first published by Terre, July 7, 1989. ©1989.
Thank you for visiting. ~ Terre’s Blog – Women of All Seasons
Gentle rain turning
to soft downy flakes,
each intricate and unique.
Sounds of the world
muted in the deep.
Solitude calling us
to slow down,
memories we keep.
Soft downy flakes
turning all to white,
except the dark bark of the trees,
along the steep banks
of the creek. ~
~ Thank you for visiting today. ~ terre
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