Bright Song

 Beauty is God’s handwriting––a wayside sacrament. 
Welcome it in every fair face, in every fair sky, in every fair flower, 
and thank God for it as a cup of blessing. 
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Bright Song
By Elece hollis
 
Beside the steam I found them 
Sunlit iris wild.
I stopped and walked among them with
 Wonder of a child.
 
I sat down and I listened
And I began to hear
Music from the forest, the ocean,
Coming near.
 
I think I heard a mountain 
Singing a sweet air
A melody, a tune, a hymn, a ballad 
I could share.
 
So I joined in the singing, 
The serenade of light;
An anthem, a soft lullaby, a sonnet,
Chorus bright.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

Master of Artistry Totally Tuesday

The extravagant gesture is the very stuff of creation. 
Annie Dillard


Master of Artistry

I relished bright costumes full of patent pizzazz
Skirts and dresses of sparkling jazz
Wonderful, fantastic, delightful array
The sweetest conceptions of  a “dizzy-land” day.

However so darling, creative, and bright
Still cannot compare to the crafter of light
Who amazes us daily with gorgeous designs,
The face of the earth he loads and he lines

With figures, with shapes, with styles that delight us
Astound us, amaze us, amuse us—treat us
To glorious creations of plants and bright flowers
Which show in their beauty his marvelous powers,

His penchant for color is stirred into the picture
His fine sense of humor and a splash of adventure
No man holds a candle to what He can make
When the master of artistry shocks us awake.

©2014 Elece Hollis, author of Limitless Grace,  available  at Mardel’s or on Amazon http://amzn.to/1uEcfUM

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