Inspired By A Gift Of Art

Why Does The Robin Sing?

 

Song through meadows 

gather hearts along the way

reaching souls in need…

 

Fingers brush 

soft tops of tiny

forget me knots

sending kisses 

of memories to the soul

 

Along meadows blue 

footsteps emboss the journey

leading sorrow to

cool waters a 

hearts brook of healing

 

Resting beneath bowed

branches of life

one circum’s to the 

inner beauty of peace

content with cherished remembrance…

 

The song through the meadows

has reached my soul an 

everlasting impression of love.

KJS

 

Beautiful Piece  by Sherry Reynard Art

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The Feat of Former

 

Cobblestones beneath

a heavy heart

demonstrate impressions 

of unforgotten truths

an endless pathway 

incredibly worn… 

 

From countless journeys

exists only to the souls 

who are hiding broken

 

Exhausting thus 

how ones life can be

amidst the measured 

process of time

unhurried healings 

wend their way…

 

Fighting murky thoughts

of yesterdays hurts

prayers released from soul

 

Curing rains  

ones gifted tokens

now from bygone showers 

they’ve washed the fear 

between earths layers

leaving behind broken…

 

Through dust of cobblestone

shines streets of gold

leaden steps forgotten

KJS

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Guarded Portals

My world awakes to soft pastels
Though sometimes hard to view
Beauty hidden surpasses dreams
Please share their purples pinks and blues

Bold black lines an ordinary life
Fashions of fences corralling feelings
Oh where is the portal? Is it guarded?
Yonder the sunset promised healing

KJS©

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The Golden Years? (Stairways of Silent Tears)

2 Timothy 2:3 (NLV)

Take your share of suffering as a good soldier of Jesus Christ.

 

God bless our dear #seniors who have given their lives and have sacrificed so much to raise their families. Seniors need our #love, #care and #companionship. Let us all remember, if the Lord terries one day we to will be a #senior.

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Through aged eyes they see strangers,
where is the family that they have borne?

Long hallways of endless panels,
take the place of delightful garden paths

longing for companionship,
an endless stairway of silent tears

The desire to visit the old homestead,
in its place just shadows of the past

Days and weeks blend into years,
happiness fading into loneliness

Gnarled hands that yearn for touch,
once worked hard to raise a family

Straining for sound of child’s footsteps…
only voices of the past linger in their mind

Dear souls who gave so much, now are given less, 
where is the family that they have borne?

So much is taken but how much is given?
love~respect~honour-! this is their right, is their cry

Todays ~ tomorrows turn into yesterdays~
memories they ache to share

Tenderly with helplessness their hearts cry out,
just take a moment~ can you spare a minute?

Through aged eyes they see strangers
Oh where is the family that they have borne?

KJS

Stairs of Silent Tears

 

Ephesians 6:2 (KJV)

Honour thy father and mother; which is the first commandment with promise;

 

These years of the elderly, are so fragile and a time in life when they need to be surrounded by #love #family #support #affection and #kindness,. Don’t let their last years of life slip away being left alone left with a “stairway of silent tears” #Help remove the shackles of loneliness and neglect, and replace them with compassion and embrace time spent with them.

God bless

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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

The Gift (Promise of Healing)

 

Life’s path

embroidered 

by weary souls

trimmed with

lace of grace

encompass ones spirit

not withholding

promise of healing

Refuge of faith

restoration proclaimed

strength an occurrence

our daily prayer

in His name

we now maintain

the power 

of His blood

 ~

On promises

united

salute of the righteous

redeemed we stand

our source

when weak

shield of love

covered by grace

 ~

Healing stream

of calvary

continual flow

channeled 

through veins 

of the soul

nourish ~ sustain

completes

makes whole

 

Amen

 

KathyJSnow©

 

 

Psalm 8: 3-4

 

When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers,

    the moon and the stars, which you have set in place,

 what is man that you are mindful of him

 and the son of man that you care for him?

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