Today it is blends
of soft greens turning golden
pink reds
and oranges
blending in a dance called 'splendor'
as leaves twirl
and pirouette
to the forest floor
It is greens
bleached into whites
set bold
against the mottling of tree bark
fallen cones
squirrel treasure cashes...
How does one colour joy?
it is the colour of my Saviour's love
spilled out for me
long ago
on that Calvary hill
and now spread daily
like a feast
before my eyes
wherever I look
I see its colours
my heart takes in
this amazing palette
make my life a canvas
Oh Lord
open my eyes
to see your colours
guide my brush
to make a masterpiece
that my life
might show forth
Your glory
and
Majesty
How do I colour joy
my favourite things
"A dance called "Splendor . . . twirl and pirouette to the forest floor" . . . exquisite choice of words, Susan!
ReplyDeleteI am always watching for your posts with great anticipation, and am so glad you found some moments in this busy time of year to scratch this out.
Blessings to you and Eduardo,
Andrea Dawn
Thank you for your greetings Andrea...I would love a walk through our trails today with you...there is this brilliant iridescence that is making everything 'glow'. I know our Abba Father would be foremost on our minds as we rejoice in the glory of His Son...Isn't it just a piece of glory to know that His Spirit bears witness with our spirits that we are children of God!
ReplyDeleteI hope your knee is letting you walk through a piece of that glory splendor that you have around you in Burnaby Park...
Susan,
ReplyDeleteI am like Andrea Dawn. I pass by here all the time just to peek if you've posted. Thank you for giving me new phrases for what is happening around me in the woods and by the creeks and in my yard.
I have an idea for a fire picture which is one of the prompts on the scavenger hunt this week. I hope I can make what I want to make. I am in the process of looking for a new job and I'm spending a lot of time making applications...not what I want to be doing this most loveliest of seasons.
Carry on poets, writers and photographers. I'll catch up with you one of these days.
Joyfully,
Dawn
Dear Dawn,
ReplyDeleteSearching for a job is a very difficult and time consuming effort... I am praying you get the desire of your heart; The perfect job where you will be such a blessing to Jesus! God gives such good gifts!
Now to the scavenger hunt... I saw that new list and am eager to see what you ladies come up with! Today, on my way to town, the trees were afire in their golden beauty, everywhere my heart burst within me for the glory!
Dawn... just like fire... the trees and my heart on fire for all God's beauty!
What a nice surprise to see your comment at my blog-and then to visit you here and find such lovely poetry. It made me cry! I'm looking forward to getting to know you!
ReplyDelete~Debra from Sparrowgrass
Beautifully written..."That my life might show forth Your glory and Majesty".
ReplyDeleteThank you for your wonderful comments on my blog, your input and thoughts are appreciated.
joy, being the color of our savior's love spilled for us... i love this. so good to meet you, friend. xo
ReplyDeletecan I call this delicious?
ReplyDeletebecause that is how it feels... just delicious to read your words.
sucha gift.
Thank you a hundred times for the art you wrote on my blog. Moved me deeply.
Thank you.
T
what a blessing to know you have come by, "T", Emily, Pieces of Sunshine, Debra and my Dawn friends. You are all very precious already to me...Days are so much fuller with blog friends!
ReplyDeleteYour blogs make breathing so much easier, and in my quiet moments I cherish reading about all your days!
Autumn is upon us here, again in all it glory... glory sprinkled out by our Saviour's love.
So busy before winter, but so very blessed!
Hugs~
How does one color joy????? I just loved that so much? And today, my friend, the color of joy is YOU! Thank you so much for your visit to my blog and the awesome amount of time you spent there! Your words were priceless to my soul, and I am so blessed. I will cherish your poetry forever!!!!! Thank you so much for that!
ReplyDeleteGod bless you Cora! Thanks so much!
ReplyDeleteAh, yes...the colors of fall. Such a feast for the eyes right through to the soul.
ReplyDeleteIt is a colorful world if we have eyes that will see.
Waving and smiling,
Rhonda
P.S. - I like your blogger template. ;)
After all of the kind things you said on my blog, I just had to come and "meet" you here. :) Yes! I can see that we do indeed speak the same "language." It would appear that we are even pondering similar things. Just today, I was thinking about flowers, colors, music, and about how much deeper God sees, hears, and smells them than we do. Now I feel a bit like blogging. ;)
ReplyDelete"squirrel treasure cashes"
That is what stood out to me. How Autumn is a time for the old to pass away. How, as children of the King, we must allow what is of no lasting value to crumble, but to store up our treasures in Heaven.
I love your blog!
Rhonda and Layla, so nice to see you here!
ReplyDeleteBlessings to you
Love..how do I color joy...the color of my Saviors blood...yes such joy...
ReplyDeletethanks for this word...
Blessings~
WOW~ so beautiful! The thought of His love for me never ceases to amaze me...
ReplyDeleteWonderful piece.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully expressed! "make my life a canvas Oh Lord" I think I'll add that too my prayers. :)
ReplyDeleteI'm amazed at how many believers are inspired to write poems. This is awesome. God bless you.
ReplyDeleteI am so blessed by you! Going to try to comment here again. :) Thank you for all the wonderful comments you leave throughout blog land. Praying with you as you leave more bait that it produces more catches released into new life in Him!
ReplyDeletelove and prayers!
I really liked this. This portrayal of the Lord's love warmed my heart.
ReplyDeleteBlessings,
Moore To Ponder
Great post :D Very nicely written.
ReplyDelete- All the best from Denmark.
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I'm so glad that you commented on my blog so that I could come and read yours.
ReplyDelete"How do I colour joy?" That's a question to contemplate as I move through my day looking at all the colours around me. Can my husband's smile be a colour? How about a call from a daughter? Colours unnamed as yet, perhaps in heaven we'll know what to call them.
Just glorious writing here, friend. And this line especially: "make my life a canvas
ReplyDeleteOh Lord." Yes!