Poetry -- Religious Series #6
A Humble Child Prepared
Isn't it stirring that the wind ushers in the storms of our lives as it does in nature?
The bending, swaying branches seem to sigh and cry, knowingly,
As the long awaited thirst-quenching rainfall nears.
Oh how wonderfully clean and refreshing the sensation!
Smell the filtered air; all dirt now removed.
All things are prepared to receive rhythmic welcome gifts
Falling from far above -- like fairy spirits, catching and reflecting light.
Their journey completes this portion of an eternal round.
They give to their fullest and satisfy the soul;
Parched, arid, weather-worn.
The ecstasy of renewal and rebirth is more than a baptism to the soul.
It is the needed daily rain that feeds upward growth.
Roots grow deeper day by day, stretching, growing strong
To weather future storms until, at last,
Another season of harvest for the just and pure.
Enduring and fervent we look to the day
When Christ, Jesus, our Master, will say,
"Well done, my child, you've passed the test.
Come join now in our Father's rest."
(c) 1990 Lurlynn L. Potter
Let it Happen
The flowing rhythm of your heart,
In harmony with nature,
Breathes the revelation
Tingling through each fiber
Of your soul and very being.
Virtuous faith and a speedy pace
Carries a rejoicing heart home.
With swells and doubts it
Spins your mind with knowledge
And wraps your soul with truth.
Take courage and endure it all!
The time is almost gone.
Step forward fast and steady.
Let it overpower you
For it's source is God.
A spark in the eyes, a dizzy head,
Spirited nature and strong
Accepting heart that understands
The wonders of the Master,
As an audience applauds.
(c) 1981 Lurlynn L. Potter
My Eternal Destiny
I am a child of royal birth,
My Father is a King!
He sits in heaven on a throne
And 'round Him angels sing.
When I grow up, I'll be like Him!
I'll always do what's right!
I'll tell my friends how I love Him
And I'll pray every night.
I am only one, I know --
But in His eyes I'm great!
Humbly it's the little things
I thank Him for with faith.
Only a child, yet still I know
The things which I should do.
I've an eternal destiny
To find out all that's true.
(c) 1980 Lurlynn L. Potter