The evening sky called me to
the pond...with drama and promise.
As the fading light played along
the path, dancing just for me,
I watched the swaying of golden
stems, so taken by the breeze.
With each twist of the wooded
path, new images caught my eye ~
a fresh shade, a taller stalk,
a flicker, a whisper, a reflection...
Before long, the soft glow of
the golden hour painted the landscape,
and every ripple, cloud, branch and
bloom was made new, yet again.
Oh, these evenings...this place so
familiar, yet never exactly the same...
teaching me faithfulness, showing me steadfastness...
holding my hand as I walk,
listening to each of my thoughts
and generously revealing her deepest secrets.
Like the friend who knows me
as well as I know myself...
or the husband who reads my
heart, and untangles my thoughts....
on this path I am safe
and known... just as I am
inspired ~ dazzled by each new surprise!
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