God is ever creative.
His love renews all things and is the source of our hope.
Let us turn to him in confidence:
|The Evening by Friedrich (photo in public domain).|
Evening on the porch
after I fold
the duties and labors
of the day and step out
from what is left undone
into the sanctuary
into a gently rocking
rings of floorboards,
Read the rest of Cynthia's poem at The Mad-Eyed Monk.
Cynthia, I hope you don't mind that I divided your poem to link it to your blog. I want to make sure our readers visit your beautiful site. The images in this one are wonderful. I am right there with you, amidst the peace of Evening Prayer.ReplyDelete
Thanks Connie! I am most grateful...God Bless...ReplyDelete
absolutely beautiful; great quote as wellReplyDelete