Poem-summons

My sister called me yesterday to see if I had ever heard of this poet: Grace Noll Crowell

As I read her bio this morning these words jibed with the soul of this word warrior...

"That quickened and awakened the desire to write poetry again." 

SO many things quicken that desire in me 

but none more than God's glorious handiwork.

A quickened wakening

Deep in the breast

A soul-sweet aching

Laden with request

A surging Urge like

A summons God-wrought

Beckoning word from

Soft stirring of thought

A roar that cannot

Be silenced or heard

Cupped in a vessel

Of hunger and word

Warrior-like wrestles

With whispers and then

Triumph that lauds

Its applause from a pen

Storm of devotion

Breaks barriers of fear

Want is an ocean

The page is a pier

Pacification

As thought is set free

Propitiation

In poetry

© Janet Martin

Whatever Else
by Grace Noll Crowell

Whatever else be lost among the years,
Let us keep Christmas still a shining thing:
Whatever doubts assail us, or what fears,
Let us hold close one day, remembering
Its poignant meaning for the hearts of men.
Let us get back our childlike faith again.