Quiet, calm night
Clear skies soften
As sunrise’s faint shine
Stirs and greets a new day
Cool morning’s breath
Gathering droplets
To touch and moisten
Gentle, life-giving
Magical shining orbs
Settle upon tender grass
And freshened leaves
Rising in silent appreciation
Bare feet welcome
Dew’s cool chill
Refreshed peaceful
Lifting heart and mind
From heaven above
Comes… dew’s touch
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Happy music
Pure delight
Bubbling forth
Like a high-flying kite
Mouth full of laughter
Eyes shining so bright
Giggles from the belly
What a joyful sight
Ahh for the joy
For life simple, carefree
Precious moments are holy
And times just … to be
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• Holes can be both helpful and hurtful
• Be mindful of what surrounds the holes in life
• Rich earth yields healthy harvest
• Being accepted and cared for helps fill us
• Emptiness grows with suffering or lack of hope
• Sometimes we feel torn open and lost
• As time goes by, worn out clothing reveals use and life
• Repairs may come slowly and in part
• As a key turns in a keyhole so positive actions can bring much good
• A nurturing home is a refuge and a sheltering burrow
• Small accomplishments are encouraging and fulfilling
• Take notes of the diligent woodpecker seeking food and shelter
• The planting of new things and ideas first requires digging
• A small seed planted yields much through struggles and trials
• When digging and growing, contemplation and prayer are of great importance
• God fills our holes with goodness, purpose, and compassion
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Light’s warmth coaxing new growth to see
Emerging now and bursting forth so free
From winter’s long and dormant hold
Leafy fronds stretching, unfurling so bold
Responding to steady patience and care
Unfolding our leaves and learning to dare
In rich profusion of vibrant greenery
Bring joy to lighten each other’s scenery
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A hop, a skip, a jump we say
It’s not so very far away
To reach a nearby destination
Rise up and go, no hesitation
Inhale deeply gather and move
Getting started in the groove
Take things slowly enjoy the trip
Cool breeze sunshine and pause for a sip
Embrace life’s riches and rest your mind
Into our moments… treasures to find
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Petals open
Velvet touch
Born from buds
Opening to morn’s light
Scarlet red bloom
Speaks of life and hope
Jesus’ blood freely shed for us
God’s great love
Arose at day’s dawn
Mid sunrise’s soft glow
In power and awe
Opening to new life
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Spinning, turning
In great abandon
Joyful pinwheels
Touched by wind’s breath
Buzzing, humming buttons
Pull and release, pull and release
Gee-haws reversing
With thumbnail’s subtle touch
Whirling, circling
Gazing up and down
What movement
Dancing in a gladsome show
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• What we put into something makes an impact on results
• The things that last are made with care
• Consider what is of greatest value and need in the long run
• Pressures and struggles are relieved through helping hands
• Store up things that build and edify
• There are times to prepare and times to do
• Be caring hands for others
• Hold on to what is right, and just, and pure
• Preserve the positive and dispose of harmful
• Put a lid on harmful ugly words
• Cracks in character lead to certain breakage
• To avoid confusion, be clear in all communication
• Moments of joy are treasures to hold
• God is always open for those who come to Him
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A blink
A nod
Now time has passed
A glimpse
On screen
A lightning flash
A feathered wing
A wind-blown leaf
And another day gone by
Thankful days
Wishful dreams
Riding upon light moving steps
Or perhaps
A whispered sigh
Of love and mourning and rest
Sit back now
And cast your eye
On shady porch or sunny vale
Precious moments
Quiet and still, fast and racing
Of God and faith, all beauty… in a flicker
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Petals open
Heads lift up
Color springing
Landscape brightening
After long and patient waiting
Joy now building swelling
Releasing
Flowering
Laughing
Growing
Opening
Loving
Living
Blooming
As moon flowers close
And morning glories open
Daily moving
So we bloom
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The Still Small Voice 