Month: June 2015
My favourite place in the home.
I love to cook what I eat
And I love to eat even what I don’t cook
Oh well, I stepped into my kitchen today
And I captured kettles and knives.
Amidst the noise, I found the quiet
Busy streets, a still corner
Around me so much pain, anger and frustration
It was Monday
Showers all day
Worry on every side
A silent cry
He heard my voice
And I heard the Father say
I’ve got you covered baby
I looked above
I saw His Glory
Right in the dream
I found the magic
….then I captured it
A visitor came by
The rains are the status quo these days
But somehow through thick clouds
The sun looked upon me and I know
Winter may last the years but
Summer is coming!
Stars. Night. Day.
Several efforts but I flower not.
i haven’t had leaves, not in years.
My friend, the palm gets the attention
She’s a beauty.
Year after year, I stand
A little taller
My challenge is my propeller
So I stand, and I stand tall. I’ve got branches.
And I display His glory.
I see the cars, the passers by
Some neighbours, some strangers.
They see me not
or just refuse to acknowledge me
But today, a girl passed by and then she captured me!