Calvary

From the window
of my heart
my soul is
cast in shadow

The drops of rain
that hit the pane
are flowing
from my eyes

Sensed release
it graces mind
as through life
I cast a glance

I read the chapters
one by one
how each trial
came through the fire

With each dawn
I call upon Calvary
re visit His blood
that covers my sin

Prevailed against
short comings to fault
I reach redemption
silver chord of hope

KJS©

Sacrifice

Samples of colour
splash my canvas
creating scenes
from glory palette
inspire to live
a giving life
to whom that
it was first given

Partake of thy soul
offer ones sacrifice
on the alter and
bend thy knee
pray to the God
from whence it came
refresh thy inner being
KJS©

Spring A New Song

Spring
(A New Song)

Frost chilled windows
embrace the sun
wash the sleep

from Winter’s eyes,


Awaken souls
 
caressed and kissed
 
by Heavens dew

alert the heart,


Promise of LIFE
 
resurrection proclaimed

as earths layers

redeem stubborn sod,


Victorious the bud

gives up to Spring

ablaze with colour

contributing canvas,


Brilliant finale

arrives with song

music on wings

from red breasted one,


Metaphor of Calvary

stirs the soul

attributes of grace

completes makes whole.


© Kathy J Snow
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One Man’s Treasure

The old man leans upon the fence and ponders for a time

He gazes at the well worn gate as if it were a mime,

The crooked oak that shades the knoll a soldier standing guard

Protects the shed that once stood proud but now a ruin of chard.

 

The old man sighs and lifts an eye toward the open sky

He rubs his chin and shakes his head within does wonder why,

Years of toil and calloused hands reminder of the plow

What in turn was ones earned pay but sweat upon the brow.

 

The old man slowly turns perception toward the old farm place

Bows his head in mindful prayer for thanks to run the race,

No earthly wealth was his to own but work for what achieved

Grace thee old man’s fortune t’ was how that he believed!

Kathy J Snow©

 

(originally posted Aug 2013)

The Artist

Early morn
the sun
it stole
the shadow
from the
night

It rose above
reflected light
to sparkle
on the waters

Various shades
took on
earths hues
brilliant
mirrored through
views

The Artist
known
to all man kind
HIs
signature
in time

KJS©

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The Absolute (He Knoweth ALL Things)

Unmasked
are all the
hidden bruises ~
shadows
left behind
from
silent crosses ~
engrained with
anxiety
fears
and pain

Exposed
are all the
inner thoughts ~
ghosts
taken residence
from
hearts theory ~
ideas
judgment
and conclusions

Unveiled
are all the
silent songs ~
refrains
unsung melodies
bursting
with LIFE ~
love
acceptance
and contentment

There is HOPE, for He knoweth all things.
There is GRACE for His mercy endureth forever.
There is LOVE for on Calvary I was on His mind.

KJS

He Knoweth All Things

Heir of Grace

Titus 3:7
(KJV)
That being justified by his grace, we should be made heirs according to the hope of eternal life.

 

 

The calm of night

comes slowly down

as my heart drifts into prayer,

I stop to ponder

amazing grace

at the cross my soul lays bare;

With humble utterance

the battle spent

I drop all worry care and strife,

I claim the blood

in Jesus name

an heir to eternal life.

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