Poetry Sunday ~ The Flow of Change

Prov. 24:21 “My son, fear thou the LORD and the king: and meddle not with them that are given to change:”

Flow of Change 

In a pool of standing water

There is no ripple to bear

In the running of the river

Seamless change fills the air.

Flowing forward flawlessly

The sediment staggers below

A rocky road emerges

To sever the seasoned flow.

If life is like a puddle

Silent silhouette to remain

Through the open window

Surges streaming pain.

If life whispers like a river

The tide of change will rise

Echoing in the morning wind

Released in dewdrop cries.

The year of change is colored

By departure of all sin

Behold the rampant glory

Emanating from deep within.

1 Cor. 15:51 “Behold, I shew you a mystery; We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed,”

Mystical Waterfall

Job 10: 12 Thou hast granted me life and favour, and thy visitation hath preserved my spirit.

Mystical Waterfall

Walking to the waters crest

the sound of a spraying shower.

There amid the foliage guest

belies a hidden bower.

Mightily the water runs amid

this cove that I have found.

The moistened place no longer hid

with its forceful rushing sound.

My clothes I peel and lay aside

to wade this peaceful setting

I now become the water's bride

the fall my face is wetting.

My head tilts back just a bit

cascading water flows.

In this brimming abode I sit

away from worldly woes.

Serenity has a hold on me,

may its presence never cease.

Here alone to freely be

one with intimate peace.

Like A Flowing River

Like a Flowing River

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My love is never-ending

My prayers they never cease

Like a flowing river

My God He gives me peace.

My mind is full of His word

My actions do resound

Like a flowing river

To Him my prayer is bound.

My soul is ever present

In all things that I do.

Like a flowing river

Through Him my essence grew.

My heart is steeped in His hands

My weakness evident.

Like a flowing river

He cleanses discontent.

My body begs for mercy

All sin to wash away.

Like a flowing river

I’m new with every day.

Pss. 19: 7 The law of the LORD is perfect, converting the soul: the testimony of the LORD is sure, making wise the simple.