Dappled brilliance, lightness and shade
Upon the forest floor is laid
Endlessly varied, it dances and shifts
Creating illusions of mountains, of rifts
Rustling leaves, crackling and soft
Harmonise with birds aloft
A tinkling brook adds treble and light
Unkindly shattered as engines ignite
Cool crisp winter, freshness and chill
Goosebumps and vapour breath, still …
Climbing past treetops, the sun reaches west
Caressing my face with warmth, and I rest
Steadfast Saviour, waiting for me
Patiently, beside this tree
Displaying your glory, day after day
In hopes I’d be here … now I’ve found my way
June 19, 2020 at 9:23 pm
That is profound. It is only in His light and the stillness of His glory that we see our way clearly.
Thanks for sharing this Phil.
June 22, 2020 at 8:11 pm
A tinkling brook adds treble and light
Love this line. Beautifully said.
June 23, 2020 at 8:43 pm
Oh my, almost brought tears to my eyes.