Branches dressed in ice
The dawn
Of the new
Day where
Hope flies
Peace
Of majestic birds
Greet me
From the
Bird feeder
And even
In arctic chill
I lift up
My countenance
In gladness
For life
And endless possibilities
Even in disability
I have a privilege
Most of world
May not
Blessed
Am I
By the King
Of Kings
We are certainly somehow privileged;
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem.
Thank you for your presence at the house this January.
Beautiful 😊
ReplyDeleteBeautifully said
ReplyDeleteLove that first image!
ReplyDeleteSarah at smallworldreads.com
Yes, very beautiful and incredibly uplifting...oh thank you so much for sharing your thoughts! :))
ReplyDeleteBig Hugs xxx
I always love getting your beautiful insight and words!
ReplyDeleteI get a hint of spring in your words.
ReplyDeleteLove that excitement of a new day! xo, Biana -BlovedBoston
ReplyDeleteBeautiful wintry words <3
ReplyDeleteGreen Fashionista
You paint a lovely picture here :-D
ReplyDeleteYou were so thankful on that cold January day. And a reminder for us to be thankful as well.
ReplyDelete~Sheri
Lovely, I can totally see it! Nice uplifting prose in stressful days.
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The images you create make me smile. 😊
ReplyDeleteI love watching birds! Beautiful words, Rue! :)
ReplyDeleteLovely words, food for thought here.
ReplyDeleteHugs, Neet xx
Hallelujah - we so need to be constantly aware of our position in Christ, and to cultivate an attitude of gratitude for that in all circumstances
ReplyDeleteBlessings
Maxine
This is beautiful, Regine.
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