Sunshine on a frigid morn
Warms the heart
And dazzles the eyes
Blue sky stretches
Like a shining banner
Spread in bright welcome
Cheeks and nose
Touched by chill
Tingle in response
Through the crystal air
Come sounds of life
Day’s song
Sunshine on a frigid morn
Warms the heart
And dazzles the eyes
Appreciation for provision
Recognizing goodness come
For joy’s soft touch
And simple beauty
Gratefulness for helping hands
Expressing hope along the way
For harm averted
And kind words spoken
Speak our gratitude
Be thankful
From “My Words to Live By” c-a allen
Autumn’s tinge is in the air
Now lightly nibbles
Now backs away
Grasses fading
Flowers too
Chill of evening
Cold mornings’ dew
Speaks of time to come
Days shortening
Sunset’s advancing glow
Leaves stirring
Lift and part
Now spin and whirl
In joyous dance
Autumn’s tinge is in the air
Its nose uplifted in anticipation
Of the new season’s approach
An empty tank
Work now completed
Empty hamper
Clothes are clean
An empty sink
The dishes done
Empty shoes
Feet now resting
An empty plate
Meal consumed
Empty lap
Room to hold
An empty pen
Story written
Empty heart
For God to fill
An empty chair
Reach out to comfort
Empty glass
Thirst is quenched
Blessing received
When empty
Politeness now so rare to see
What’s become of courtesy
Good manners
Listen respectfully
Working together
To help in need
Peace and harmony
Civility
From “My Words to Live By” c-a allen
Stay alert
Observing all
Eyes and heart
Open and ready
Supplies at hand
Diligent prepared
Faithfully await
One coming
Look out and see life
Watch
From “My Words to Live By” c-a allen
Rushing here and there
We run about so frazzled
The pressures on
We’ve work to do!
To serve, to plant, to gather
…What’s that you say?
I’m busy now
No time to stop
To listen
To listen
For our quiet breath
And hear God’s reassurance
His guiding voice
To still the clash
Through friends His Word and prayer
A welcome calm mid frantic pace
If only we stop
To listen
Seed’s call
to sprout and change
To learn and know
To gain in wisdom
Compassion’s song
Forgiveness’ touch
Reaching out
Stretching up
Healing Light of life
Growth
From “My Words to Live By” c-a allen
Complicated, complicated
A stepping through the hoops
Oh, where did simplicity go
Where is simple logic
We scratch our head
And sigh and moan
Or wait in silent endurance
Will there ever be an end
Go over there
To arrive back here
Oh, do it thus and so
And once again repeat it please
Ah yes, we in our own vast greatness
Perhaps someday may take a breath
To look in surprised amazement
And re-discover a kinder simpler way
To search
To long for
To go with purpose
Never ceasing
What worlds discover
And thoughts define
Faith renew so we
Seek
From “My Words to Live By” c-a allen
The Still Small Voice 