Lord, I sing for joy at what you hands have made. Psalm 92:4Red and pink what would you beWithout white and green?Would we note you against more red or a field of pink?Would we love you so much Without brown and gray?You sing and shout—fearless, Happy, bright, joy!

The lilies of the field whose bloom is brief;We are as they;Like them we fade away As doth the leaf.Christina RossettiInfant set to unfurl in youthFrom there to full bloom. Bees buzz and seeds swell, Dry and fall.Colors fade and petals droop With age—wither and wrinkle Dry and fragile as old skin.Leaf and petalsDrop and the bloom is gone Seeds... Continue Reading →

God writes the gospel not in the Bible alone, but on trees and flowers and clouds and stars.Martin LutherSomeone added glitter to this rose;I wonder at how silly we humans are!To think we could improve onSomething so lovely as a rose,Is like saying the sunset needs Better shades of red and violet,The sky needs a different blue,The ocean... Continue Reading →