#455
The Adversary
Who is he, goes to and fro,
Walking on the earth,
Sticking his nose into God's work,
Testing human worth?
Satan he is who's free to roam,
Plaguing human love,
To find out those whose faith is firm,
Whose hope is God above.
love
At the Feeder Again...
#417
For Example
Nature is anonymous
Until you learn to love
That silly, serious, soft fawn bird,
That feeding mourning dove,
With jerky, bobbing head that pecks,
That wing-jab to the right,
That waddle down the wide board-walk,
That clumsy, whistling flight.
Nature is anonymous
Until you learn to love
That creature like the sparrow
Or that goofy mourning dove.
The Song of Songs (12/6/07)
#410
For Pookie
The broken angel stands beside
The bright moss-covered rock,
An early harbinger of spring,
A grave in a backyard plot.
How much love will a small spot hold?
How much affection to fill
That which matter can never contain
And no matter turn to nil.
What is relative; what is not?
#391
Absolutely
Socially a socialite
Is worth more than a whore.
But in the eyes of God above
There is no measurement for love
While we live at death's door.
In a similar vein with apples and oranges and peaches and pears...
#315
I Wonder
Are there kumquats in Heaven?
Are there trees with luscious fruit?
Will our bodies be transparent?
Will we even give a hoot
When God is all in all of us
And Love has taken root?
The Adventures of....
#131
Simon
He burrows under blankets
On the sofa in our home;
He pilfers fluffy pillows
And even those of foam.
He's stubborn as the starlight,
Cute as a Christmas Elf;
He's Simon the mischievous dachshund,
And I love him like myself.
Just a tad quirky D...
#130
D
D is for Dog,
A creature so Dear,
Each child should have one
To love and to rear.