Sprightly (Adjective) Definition 1 : marked by a gay lightness and vivacity : spirited 2 : having a distinctively piquant taste : zesty Oh the profound privilege The intimacy Of watching sparrows in their sprightly dance Mating Oh the wonder of it all
Sometimes
“The land enjoyed its sabbath rests; all the time of its desolation it rested, until the seventy years were completed in fulfillment of the word of the Lord spoken by Jeremiah.” 2 Chronicles 36.21 (NIV) Sometimes it’s not about me Sometimes it’s not Sometimes Something else (Also very important) Is going on Sometimes
Parched
Had I failed to go out in the storm I would have missed The magnificent fragrance Rising from The parched earth When she is drinking
When Lily Goes For A Walk
When Lily goes for a walk She meanders in the short grass Explores in the tall grass Wanders into the trees (Letting the branches touch her face just to see what that feels like) (she ignores the asphalt path that I typically march along) Because It’s Not Relevant She pauses And looks For a long long long long time No agenda Just present In the moment Child like Faith
Morning Walk
Weeping may endure for a night, But joy comes in the morning. Psalm 30:5(NKJV) After a day and a night and a day Of sorrows and bitterness remembered I awake and The sun is shining The birds are singing The fish are swimming The dogs are barking The children are playing The frost is melting The trees are budding and I remember that You Are Love And You order And You know All things well All
Geese Cry
Geese Cry Heralds of Spring I welcome you I welcome You You who make all things new
Snowing
Snowing Softly Slightly Sideways Slides Some Safely Sleep zzzz
Winter Walk
Sun High Air Crisp Snow Sparkles (and crunches and bites) And No One Has Gone Here Before
Above the Din
“This is my father's world I rest me in the thought Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas His hand the wonders wrought” (Maltbie D. Babcock, 1901) Walking with You I realize again This is my Father’s world Hard to remember that Hard to hear Your voice Above the din Of Your children Fighting But “This is my Father’s world. I rest me in the thought”
Ancient Breasts
Ancient breasts
Hold
New milk
That
Issues forth
In
Empathy
And
Remembrance
Waiting
Colleen R. Jantzen 