Barren Hills

The mood was not tranquil 

as camels journeyed barren

Earth across sands of time.

A low moan, as hooves sank

with each calculated step.

~

Dull was the night’s skyline 

except for the Star afar off

making long shadows stretch

silhouettes from day’s treks,

as royalty ranted atop roof.

~

Another moan… in child birth

tucked away in manage stall,

gave way to joyful moments;

the awaited Babe had come!

Bringing Light to man’s darkness.

~

The Earth even now cries out in

need of hope, as fear clutches

lives of men. Yet that Light

waits for journeyed men whose

shadows still surface in the sand.

“Man is like a breath;

His days are like a passing shadow.”

Psalm 144:4
Almost a first timer at this site. Thanks to kim881 whose post encouraged me. I couldn’t pass up the prompt at https://earthweal.com/2020/12/07/earthweal-weekly-challenge-advent-for-earth/

Published by wolfsrosebud

The writer, homemaker, wife, mother, grandmother, hiker, sewer, cook, author of Biblical fiction, and devotional writer; all for His glory and by His help.

8 thoughts on “Barren Hills

  1. Lovely to see you at earthweal, Patricia. Beautiful poem. You took me to the desert; I could see the dark sky. We are more in need of hope than we have ever been, I believe. Thanks for this beautiful poem.

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