NEW SEASON COMING

August 16, 2017

FAITH HARVESTED

The clouds lingered long.

Will the light never return?

The dampness of my tears,

The ache in my limbs,

The longing for something more . . .

All forgotten in an instant

As my gaze found the sun!

By Martha L Shaw – © 2014

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WHISPERS

August 11, 2017

Old Books . . . Old Friends

For lots of reasons, I find myself reading most books these days by ereader, yet still I adore old books and stores which feature them!  I love the sight, smell and feel of them, but there is something more!  I hear the voices of each soul who held, read, and loved the book before me.  Old books, old friends!

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The tattered pages

Speak of those who’ve gone before

Can you hear the whispers?

By Martha L Shaw ©2015


ARE YOU A FLOWER?

August 11, 2017

Attitude of Gratitude

 

 

Little flower,

petals swaying in the breeze,

bows her  head

as rain comes.

Then she looks to the sun

in joyful thanks!

By Martha L Shaw ©2015

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RESTORATION

August 5, 2017

Cry

Tears are like refreshing rain

Restoring the parched land of the soul

And welcoming new life.

By Martha L Shaw ©8-29-2015

By Martha L Shaw – ©2015


Tears of Joy

October 7, 2015

If you look very closely

At the raindrop

Resting on a blade of grass,

You just might discover

The sun’s return reflected there!

By Martha L Shaw ©10-7-2015

PATH AND TREES


As The Storm Passes By

October 5, 2015

They say the storm’s not over yet

with damage yet to come,

but here I stand and offer thanks

for the bird singing outside my window.

Healing has begun!

By Martha L Shaw ©10-5-2015

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Grace and Destruction

August 12, 2014

There is a stirring within me.

Like a tornado,

There is destruction in its path.

Ah, but the wreckage

Cannot be seen

Nor is it likely to be missed.

How can this be?

The mistakes of yesterday,

And misleading voices of today

Are in its course!

The still small voice

In all its gentle strength?

It will live on

And waits for me

To turn my gaze,

To incline my ear,

And to listen not to the wind

But to the voice of love.

By Martha L Shaw © 8-26-2013

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