I think most of us agree that the way we view our circumstances can make or break the day. Yesterday, when I awakened early to a gray landscape, I wrote this:
The day threatens rain. Gray clouds hug the horizon. The river stretches along the valley like an old silvered mirror, its surface reflecting the somber landscape.
Everything.
Everywhere.
Dismal.
In my yard, one branch of holly—winter’s balm—peeks from behind the oak, pointing down to God’s surprise. Tender grass sprouts in the drab lawn bringing purpose to whatever rain might fall.
Even so, what a pleasant surprise when the sun came out.
Nourish the earth—nourish me,
O, You, Who established the seasons.
Green up my soul and
Let Your life burst forth as
I go about this day.
Even when the morn breaks somber,
You are with me.
Even when my soul feels bleak,
You reveal Your life
If I but shift my gaze.
O, You, Who established the seasons.
Green up my soul and
Let Your life burst forth as
I go about this day.
Even when the morn breaks somber,
You are with me.
Even when my soul feels bleak,
You reveal Your life
If I but shift my gaze.
Where are you looking today?
The earth is the Lord’s, and the fulness thereof; the world, and they that dwell therein. Ps. 24:1
Beautiful poem Dorothy. Silvered mirror-perfect!
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Thank you! Writing it felt good.
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So good. I think so many of us feel the same way when a day forecast to be sunny looks so dreary in the beginning. Thanks for putting it so well for all of us who were so thankful when the sun came out.
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Glad it spoke to you. As always, thank you for reading and commenting!
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Beautiful! You write so wonderfully, soothing, that one just falls right in to the mood, the moment of your story.
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Superb! I met you as a writer and I'm finding out you are also a poet.
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Thank you! Makes me feel good!
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Thank you, Freeda. I've been inspired by my poet friends!
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I like it!
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Glad to hear that. Thank you!
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