Thoughts adrift the sea Distraction,
Ignorant of love’s attraction.
Stolen moments lost reflecting,
On a life built on deflecting.
Family fails and friends are fickle;
Rivers flow from just a trickle.
Fear takes hold of all and any;
Single tears give way to many.
Seeking solace in a meadow,
Dreams are born beneath the willow.
Gentle winds set the tire swinging,
Joining rhythm with her singing.
Time apart to sit and worship,
Awestruck by this act of courtship:
Spring’s first buds begin to open,
Each new leaf’s a sacred token.
High above she hears a rustle,
Busy bees join in the bustle.
Questioning her state of being,
Soaking in what she is seeing.
Whispers in the wind are teaching,
There’s no need for all her reaching.
So much time has she spent fretting,
All she seeks thrives in this setting.
Fields of grass arrayed in splendor,
Evidence of hands so tender.
Lilies clothed in endless wonder,
Crafted free from any blunder.
Birds have little need of worry,
Needs are met in no great hurry.
Nature rests in the Creator –
Know His love for us is greater.
Peace is found in each sun setting,
Given lest we keep forgetting.
Cast your cares, for He is Able,
Let us sup at Heaven’s Table.
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