The Lion

What Lion’s mane can shake the earthor fill the air with an enormity of fear? Whose roar ricochet past barren plainand circles slowly back to all the earth? When is man just a man while beastor brawn buries burdened paws in dirt? Where is the One, King of Kings, who rulesand He is Maker ofContinue reading “The Lion”

February’s Thaw

Soften snow sweltersbeneath my snow shoed feet,as sun glistens then stirs each brisk February season. It’s a time of sharing hearts,of throwing kisses in the wind,as length of days chattermy drowsy woodland awakens. Icicles drip, drip, drip rhythmictapping upon snow, echoes thewoodpecker a symphony of soundsdown lazy land, pastoral paths. I still my stride in hopesContinue reading “February’s Thaw”