I watch the rain slip into snow
and speak into my heart
the way of a gentle path.
Weighted drops of water thoughts
lightened by my Lord,
crystallized by Christ
into heart song.
Snowflakes of Spirit
softly enter in.
Soul metamorphosis
seen through a window pane
one quiet Christmas morn.
Christmas, 2005
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3 comments:
Thank you for your kind words to Darla and I. Over the last year you have really made a huge imprint on our heart. THank you for being living water to someone who is so very thirsty.
Oh Michael. You and Darla are so precious to my heart - I need people like you who show me that indeed, the path is Love, and all else falls away but Christ.
i love this poem... i've come back several days to read it... it's beautiful, as are you! i think of you alot... i wish we were closer... love ya!!
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