Matt. 6:22 "The light of the body is the eye: if therefore thine eye be single, thy whole body shall be full of light."
Autumn's Gate
The pumpkins sit
nestled in the cold
surrounded by dry
leaves gone old.
The empty feeder
lonely and bare
swings to and fro
in autumns air.
The wind lifts death
skyward bound
places it gently on
the frost-kissed ground.
The season seen
as ill-spent time
the leaf now burrowed
in mud and grime.
The secret's hidden
in the sleeping season
with eyes on the sparrow
gives Spirit new reason.
Matt. 25-26 "Therefore I say unto you, Take no thought for your life, what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink; nor yet for your body, what ye shall put on. Is not the life more than meat, and the body than raiment?
Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they?
3 comments:
Pretty. Could have been maudlin, but it's not. Welcome back, Poet! <3 :D
Glad you are writing again. Very nice. Im working on my stories too.
This was a spell of boredom staring out the window. lol
It still hurts hipwise to sit and write, that is why this was written on a pad with a pen, like the old days. :)
Thank you for commenting my sweet friends! <3
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