When I Am Writing. Sitting here, amid the stillness, in this
moment, fond, quiet and connected; my time alone to play with God
has come. As I dance with Him through tender woods and fields of
green; pondering new day's joys beheld; those of cool winds
awakening visions of things unseen. Cradled in His arms of love, we
waltz away as one, amid our fond ascension and euphoric
concatenation. We catch leaves as they fall; together, with quill
in hand, while to the thrill of my mind's contentment days of my
youth return to me as the true goodness of their nature. I recall
them fondly, while scales of worries slip away and my heart soars
free. Yes! amid this simple beauty I find God through the patient
art of Poetry. As His love, hope, and peace are fulfilling me,
covering me, protecting me, teaching me, advancing me, directing
me, holding me, carrying me, molding me, honing me, completing me;
when I am writing!
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