Spring, and esp. May, seems to ignite wonder at every turn!
below, a few wonder-frames which helped to kindle today's poem...
Wonder erects joy’s palaces in hidden landscapes of the heart
It spills from tulip chalices to thrill spectators with God-art...
In blossom-dappled masterpieces freely and profusely flung/hung
Where His handiwork never ceases to amaze both old and young...
Spring-wonder winds its way through smiles, like meadow-brooks meandering
Earth’s first burst of green-kindled isles replenishes hope’s eagle-wing
As gossamer-gold filigree weaves halos through lackluster limbs
Earth’s beauty spills abundantly from nature’s pockets, full of hymns
Wonder erects joy’s palaces in hidden landscapes of the heart
It spills from tulip chalices to thrill spectators with God-art
What meets the eye oft floods the soul with happiness no ink can tame
It triumphs winter’s weary toll with spring’s unfailing claims to fame
Wonder awakens gratefulness for spring’s return perfectly-timed
Praise God, whose loving faithfulness is evidenced in buds, bloom-primed
In blossom-dappled masterpieces freely and profusely flung/hung
Where His handiwork never ceases to amaze both old and young
The Composer of roses rouses us to slow our hasty stride
He bids us pause, then sweetly wows us with spring-mantled countryside
Wonder transcends thought’s plumbed dimensions; worship authors purest praise
As God captures our attention in grandest, minutest ways
We are too quickly prone to grumble; prone to fear, to doubt and fret
Till wonder makes us truly humble; if but for a micro-sec
When caught off guard by preaching flowers, bowers rich with bird and leaf
As the Maestro of sun and showers reminds us whose laws are chief
© Janet Martin
Dear Janet, I love the words you have written and your use of imagery is superb and full of life. I look forward to reading more of your words. Blessings to you. :)
ReplyDeletethank-you so much!
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