Monday, November 7, 2016

In the Fall I Feel You

In the fall I feel you--
A hunter’s anticipation in the
Brisk breeze, tousling
My hair like you used to
On our long canyon drives;
In the warm and welcomed
Sunshine that follows a cool
Nature’s morn.
In the fall I hear you
Amid the rustling of leaves--
Those I scatter with
My determined gait,
Those still clinging
To barren trees,
Or those dancing
In between.
In the fall I see you.
All evidence confirming
My belief that you're still here--
Waiting patiently for
Me to look around and
Acknowledge your presence.
Claiming it won’t be long
Before I see you walking toward me
From the obscurity of the trees
That conceal you now,
But certainly not forever.
In the fall I long for you--
The bare, naked branches a
Reminder that winter awaits
Us all...
Nothing to fear
But rather,
Until spring awakens,
And we reunite
With those who’ve left us
With the whisperings of their love.

Friday, November 4, 2016


Refinery--by Chris Thompson

God has asked me to
Suffer the tragic,
Sacrifice the unthinkable,
Forgive the inexcusable,
Accomplish the impossible.

He has required me to
Dig deep,
Let go,
Face fear, and
Walk tall through smiling tears.

He has
Yoked me with others,
Beckoned angels in my behalf,
Rallied forces from the beyond the veil,
And empowered me to overcome.

He expects that I will
Trust His path,
Find joy in this journey,
Seek the unanswerable, and in turn,
Assuage others who petition without reply.

He trusts me to
Cling to truth,
Move forward with faith,
Exude His light,
Extend His love.

He knows my heart,
Tempers my will,
Succors my pain, and
Acknowledges my meager offering

All in an effort to
Refine one
Desperate to hear the words
“Oh, lovely daughter, thou hast endured it well.”