Alphabet Soup Garden Varieties

let me just add
I do not pick or choose
I believe all of the bible
simply that the reality
of it being translated
so very many times
Im sure some of the original
thoughts and writings
were lost by time
and humanity

thenami said:

I breathe deep
for my gathered gloom
quickly evaporates
through each exhale,
as I watch closely
to the birds rest
but not so quietly
cause my pitt chases them,
from their calm comfort
in a pretty peach tree
he knows not right
only what we deem wrong,
nor of the chaos created
in those wee little hearts
covered in colorful wings
while I sit sipping coffee,
so finely ground it settles
into mud on the bottom
of my tiny delicate cup
wishing I had much more,
from a now distant place
I once called home
in another language
as I lay beside the pool,
I emptied it all too early
but Im glad that its clean
as I snooze guilt free
with a wet frisbee at my feet,
and a dog that knows
I'll play when when ready
as he too takes a nap
and lets me listen to the birds

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Every once in a while, I like to read my writes. I can see this in my mind still, when writing it.

When our Father in heaven speaks to me


when our Father in heaven speaks to me
it could be in waves roaring out at sea
as they await like thunder to crash upon sand
and I learn by observation of His power

sometimes it can be through small flowers
which bloom ever so tenderly and awaken
simply to share their beauty and scent
and I know the happiness He shows us

He is a master artist who paints the skies
in wonder of color and awe of glow to darkness
only to shine the twinkles of stardom
and He teaches me how small I really am

sometimes it is through the Holy Spirit
I sense and feel different things like when to pray
I am special as His child He made me to glorify Him
and when I listen with my heart He is right here

when our Father in heaven speaks to me
it might not be with words I can hear
but He sure has a lot to say to mankind
when we take the time to hear His message

every single day reminds me of love
our salvation given as a free gift,
from our heavenly Father above
putting off that old self with a new lift,

we are changing with His spirit inside
trying to be what He wishes for us,
sometimes I dont know but Christ is my guide
I feel prayer is a special bonus,

doing my best to be charitable
as a compass of hope in this life we live,
might I help others when I am able
even if it is only an ear to give,

may I sparkle like a star in the night sky
before my soul to heaven does fly...